You have no idea how much these words mean to me nor how much sense they make! The only problem is - I don't think it's ever going to be something I will be able to let go of - I remember too much.

I remember how it felt inside my heart to be loved by him.

I remember sitting on his shoulders when he would carry me out in the ocean just beyond the wave break so I could feel myself rise and fall as the waves passed by.

I remember playing outside with him.

I remember him teaching me how to ride bike.

I remember "helping" him fix the car.

I remember sitting on his knee when he would rock me.

I remember going to family picnics.

I remember his smile and his laugh.

I remember the love in his eyes when he looked at me.

I remember the security I felt just knowing he was there.

I remember how it felt being hugged by him.

I remember my dad...and I miss him, it's like a death and yet he's still alive.