Five years? That just does not seem possible.
Five years since I last saw your face, kissed your cheek and felt the roughness of your beard against my skin.
Five years since I last saw those beautiful, piercing blue eyes and that amazing grin.
I miss you.
But I know that you are watching over your family. I know that you are out on the mountain with your boys as much as you can be. I know that you are busy and happy. I know that you miss me. And I know that you want me to be happy.
I am happy, Dad. I just miss you and that is okay.
Because I know that missing you will not last forever.
I know that I will see you again someday and I will be able to place my arms around you and give you the mightiest hug ever.
Then we will, never, ever have to say goodbye again.