The calendar says it is a year. A year since you went away. ..A year since we saw your smile, or heard your laugh, or held your hand… And that may be true. Snow melted. Grass grew. Rain fell and winds blew. The sun shone. Leaves turned and fell to the ground. Snow came again.
Life continued without you. A tremendous hole stole the place in our lives where you belonged. We grieved. We cried. We picked up the phone to call you. We prayed. And slowly we learned to smile again. We even laughed again. And learned that it was alright to do so.
Our lives will never be the same without you. Ever. We will never completely heal. We will always have the pain and sadness and longing for just one more moment with you… One more chance to hold your hand or hear your stories or laugh at your jokes.
Our lives now have a new normal… one in which you are still here in our hearts and in our minds. No amount of time or turning of pages on a calendar can erase the memories of you and the love and happiness you shared. Yes, time will pass. Seasons will change. We will grow older. But you will remain with us. Always.
Just as the promise of spring carries us through a bitter cold winter, the promise of eternal life and being with you again carries us through the days we spend here without you. We rejoice for you, Dad. Your journey is ended. Someday we will meet again. Wait for us. And keep them smiling up there while you do.