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Today marks the nine month anniversary since my Father was taken from my family and I. I still grieve his loss. I have learned to get through the day, and things have gotten easier just as people have said they would, but I do it knowing he is gone. One month ago today, I got a tattoo in honor of him on the eight month mark in time since his death. Just do happened to fall on Father's day, which made it more meaningful. It was my gift to him. I will always have a moment of him doing what he loved the most, racing, captured and put into ink on my back. I have yet to mention his name because the world does not need to know. He wasn't famous, you wouldn't find him on Facebook or even at the coffee shop. Only I, and those who know me know and cherish this man that you only know of as, father, dad, him or he. But to me, he was my hero on the weekends, and I was his buckaroo. He wasn't always there for me physically, but he was always there for me when I needed him. He was always there for my sisters. I can not stress to you enough how much he meant to my sister. They needed each other to survive. It hurts me to see how much pain something that no longer exists can still ache. We all miss him equally, but what we miss about him id different between ourselves. Haha  I miss his dorky mustache that was hardly more that whiskers and his rough over worked hands that held an infinite amount of stories. I lost him during an already rough time in my life due to a series of unfortunate events, but overall I was still in the process of becoming a man. To have your Father tell you that you were a diamond in the rough only years months earlier, than  a diamond beginning to take shape and now I will never know the end. i know he was proud of his three children. I am sure of that. So today, I thought long and hard about how I could conclude this and this is what I've come up with. I will never know what he may have told me verbatim, but I do know that he never left a story unfinished and they always had a happy ending. With that said, I ask you to go to a loved one and just remind them how much they mean to you.  I love you Daddy and will never forget you or your words of wisdom and your heart of gold. And yes, I will always smile while thinking of you. :)