Today marks 4 years since my daddy went to be with the Lord. I find it still hard to look at his pictures with out feeling sadness come over me. I remember right after his passing all I could think of was maybe I would go soon so I could see him again. Of course my daddy wouldn't want me to think that way so life has had to go on. Losing a parent is a very hard thing to deal with, especially when you grew up in a loving family. My dad took care of us and we could not have had a better dad. I have loads of fond memories growing up and have told my mom I would relive my childhood all over again if I could.