So today is Father's Day. I ache to hear my dad call me "punkin'" or to laugh at Cami's antics. He adored that girlie! They have quite a connection even now that he is gone. She speaks of him often and also reassures me that he is our angel. I believe her. I believe children have a spiritual connection with life "on the other side." My dad watches us and takes care of us. For that I'm thankful. I miss his laugh, his grin, his dimples, his compassionate eyes, his loving hugs, his ridiculously detailed stories, his quick wit, his passion for writing, and really, I just miss HIM.