For my own personal reasons, I'm going to start writing to my father. It's personal, but stuff that I think I can share publicly to help with others. I'm calling it "Messages to Dad." Here's my first message.
Went to visit you yesterday and it was harder than I thought. Seeing your name on that plaque brought back so many memories, sadness, anger, questions and uncontrollable tears.
Susie and the kids were with me. Kayla left you an Easter message. Jordan helped put flowers in the vase. We said a prayer together as a family. I told you about learning to play guitar and some other stuff that's between you and I.
As were standing there with our thoughts, it was pretty cloudy. As I started talking to you, the sun broke through the clouds and I felt that you were there with us. I couldn't hear you, but you were there.
It's not getting easier or harder, it's just evidently different and always will be.
I miss you dad. See you later this month on your birthday.