Today he would have been 60. We will celebrate his wonderful life, remember his loving smile and think about how lucky we were. His is my dad...Charlotte's grandpa...and is missed today a little more than usual.
I treasure this picture of the two of us, in all it's faded loveliness. I love how he's looking up at me here. And how today, instead of looking up...he's looking down on me from afar.
There is comfort in that. Happy birthday dad. I love you.