One year ago today Dad passed away. It seems like only yesterday that he was just a phone call away. In that time his grandson Nolan graduated from elementary school, his grandson Nathan won his hockey league, the Jets had a great playoff run, and I've started my own company. Birthdays, holidays, graduations... a lot has changed.
Throughout the last year I’ve learned just how big a gap someone can leave in your life. I've missed his advice, his occasional grumbling about the Bombers, and of course his support. But time has also taught me how we all fill that space for others. More than ever I've realized how my boys look up to me for the same type of support.
So thank you Dad for everything you've taught me, and for the lessons you continue to teach.
Love,
Darryl (and Julie, Nolan, and Nathan)