#This post is in honor of my #dad, David L. Blosser who passed away in September 2010. Dad, #you are missed, but never forgotten.
On this Father’s #Day, #I #miss you, its been several years now since you left this world but a day does not go by that I don’t feel your “absence.” Yet, I am thankful for all the time I had with you #and for all you did in raising me to be the man I am. Thank you for your firm yet gentle hands. Thank you for your light insightful guide, and continuing mentorship.
I miss our talks in the backyard at night by the grill or by the lit firepit at the “ranch” after a day of hunting. Yet, I fondly remember those talks whenever I am grilling myself and/or having a beer on my porch. Those are still some of my best “thinking” times, and I know then that you are still there with me in a way.
I miss our hunting trips, yet my favorite place to hunt on our land is your favorite blind, which is the place where I have shot all my deer I have gotten so far since you passed away. I know you are with me still when I hunt.
I miss not having you there to give me advice or to help me when I need it, but I remember all the times you were there for me and all that you did teach me and that seems to be enough to satisfy my needs. I know you are there for me still.
I miss you so much, but because you gave me so much when you were alive and where there for me always I have so much to remember you by and to keep you alive with me in spirit. I miss you, and yet at the same time I don’t miss you, for I know I still have you here with me and I know you are in a better place with our heavenly father and someday I will “see” you again.
Your loving son,