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It's been 18 years since I've seen you.
18 years since I've felt your touch, heard your laugh and seen your humble smile.
I remember your calm demeanor and the way you carried yourself.
I still hear many people talking about your accomplishments and the things that drove you to spectacular success.
I am constantly reminded of the passionate love you had for our Creator.
It was your love for Him that caused you to be the man you were.
There have been many days I feel like I'm drowning in the shadow of the legacy you left.
Feeling like I could never be the man you were.
There have been failures and struggles but I hold on to the hope that you are proud of the man who continues to try and live his life to the best ability he can.
I know I may never know the reason you were called home so early before so many milestones still to be had.
I remember graduation day and wishing you were there.
Someday there will be a wedding and how I long for my father to be there.
I trust that while I may never know why you were taken, but God ultimately had his reasoning.
Your absence doesn't define me, My Heavenly Father's presence does.
I sit here dumbfounded by the explosion of grief that seemingly has hit from no where.
Logic would say after 18 years the pain would be nonexistent. But I sit here wondering if this pain will ever be completely gone.
This life will continue on not in the shadow of who my father was but in who I am.
18 years since I've felt your touch, heard your laugh and seen your humble smile.
I remember your calm demeanor and the way you carried yourself.
I still hear many people talking about your accomplishments and the things that drove you to spectacular success.
I am constantly reminded of the passionate love you had for our Creator.
It was your love for Him that caused you to be the man you were.
There have been many days I feel like I'm drowning in the shadow of the legacy you left.
Feeling like I could never be the man you were.
There have been failures and struggles but I hold on to the hope that you are proud of the man who continues to try and live his life to the best ability he can.
I know I may never know the reason you were called home so early before so many milestones still to be had.
I remember graduation day and wishing you were there.
Someday there will be a wedding and how I long for my father to be there.
I trust that while I may never know why you were taken, but God ultimately had his reasoning.
Your absence doesn't define me, My Heavenly Father's presence does.
I sit here dumbfounded by the explosion of grief that seemingly has hit from no where.
Logic would say after 18 years the pain would be nonexistent. But I sit here wondering if this pain will ever be completely gone.
This life will continue on not in the shadow of who my father was but in who I am.