I Miss You, Dad!

I try to keep my posts upbeat, but I could not let today go by without acknowledging my father. Today would have been my dad's 67th birthday. It also marks exactly six months since he passed away. My dad died at exactly 66 years and 6 months of age. To make the numbers thing even more crazy, my dad, my mom, my brother and I were all born on the 7th of different months. We always considered 7 to be our "lucky" number. It had to be, right? All four of us were born on the 7th. However, my dad died at 12:01 a.m. on August 7. One minute into the seventh of August, my father entered Heaven. I miss him very much. I will be forever thankful for the three+ years he got to spend with Leila and the nine months with Mia. And I am most grateful to know that he is in watching over us in Heaven. I love you, dad!!