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I Miss My Dad

Hey potato! Tomorrow is Christmas, my tenth without you. Well, the tenth without you on this earth, anyway. There were a few others missed along the way. I wish you were here, because then I would have someplace to go. Jo and I were talking the other day about how if you were still with us, we would all still get together . . . and then we thought better and realized that we probably wouldn’t *all* get together, but at least *we* would get together with you and it would seem like Christmas. You were the center of it all, the oil that kept the machine humming. Or maybe the hum that kept the machine oiling. Either way, I miss you. I’m a lawyer now, and I raise llamas and cool sheep and chickens that lay blue eggs on a farm. I know you know that, but I still want to tell you and watch you swell with pride. I want to hear you say to people, “This is my youngest. She’s a lawyer. And she raises llamas.” And then you can say, “This is my second littlest. She’s a nurse practitioner.” Oh, Daddy, you would be so proud! I love you.

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