..The memory of the last day I spent with my Father before he slipped into a coma…. he was coherent and cognizant and we had a lively discussion about the state of the world. I sat beside him and had my hand on his shoulder or his arm and was drinking in his presence knowing that he wouldn’t be with us much longer. I am grateful beyond description that my sister videoed our conversation so I will always have that anytime I need to see him or hear him. I didn’t know how much I was going to miss his presence in my day to day life. His passing brought me to my knees. Today the rawness is not there and the waves wash over me less often but the empty place in my heart will always be just as empty. I am blessed to have been his daughter and forever grateful he was my Daddy, my mentor and my Hero ????