Our Time Apart

Since August 13, 2017, you have lived in Port Saint Joe, FL, 326 miles from me in Orlando, where you were born and lived for six and a half years.  I miss you so much, every day.  I miss everything about you.  I miss being your dad.  I miss cooking for you and making your meals for you. I liked trying to make sure that you got the right food to eat, with a good mix of protein, green vegetables and carbohydrates. I tried to make it healthy, yet keep it something that you would like.  To me, it was important that you started with a good nutritional foundation, for the healthy growth of your brain and body.

I miss going to restaurants with you.  I miss going to Target and to Publix with you.  Everything we did together was fun, so I tried to take you everywhere with me.  I even made some golf courses angry, because I would bring you to work with me, but I wanted you to see what I did for my job and I wanted people to see you.  I was so proud of you and so proud to be your dad.

I’ve missed the fun of just spending time with you, no matter what we did.  I like our current activity of mentally going over our visits and remembering what we did every day.

 

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