I miss my dad. A lot. Sometimes I think I should call my mom and ask her how he's doing. Then I remember. He's doing fine. I, on the other hand, miss him and wish he were here, healthy, and happy. I guess for now, I have to settle for just the last two of those.
How grateful I am for the Atonement of Jesus Christ and the sealing power of the priesthood to that provides that families can be together forever. It makes saying goodbye for a while easier, not easy, but at least easier.
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