It seems like time has sped up in my later years. (LOL) Where does the time go? Is the year really over? Today is the 4th anniversary of my dad’s passing. I can’t believe it. Four years without our corner stone. I feel the void growing the more time passes. There is this dark pit in our lives that we don’t talk about. A huge elephant in the room that we pretend isn’t really suffocating all of us. I wonder what my dad would think of the choices I have made. I know my life would be different with his love and guidance. I know that the stress of watching over my mom would be gone. Would I have left my family behind? Did he leave to keep me with my family? I know that there are many things that would be different. I hope that I am honoring his memory with my choices and actions. I miss him dearly. I know that the rest of the family does too. My sister is having a doubly hard time with her puppy and dad being gone. It’s hard for me too. Last year was my turn to lose my puppy and continue to miss my dad. We just have to continue to take every day one at a time and make the best of each moment. They, our days, are not promised. How well I have learned that lesson.