Dad

Today I am sick. I have a head cold and I think it's moved to my chest again. Anyway, I feel worn down, and sad.

I miss my Dad today. More than I can express in words.

I wish I could pick up the phone and hear his voice.

I wish I could hug him. He had strong arms and a grip of a hug.

I wish I could tell him things.

I wish I had just one more day.