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Today, reality hit me like a freight train, I can no longer call you and hear you answer the phone with your signature “YELLLO.” I can no longer drive down Peigan trail and expect to see you 9.5/10 times and wave at you. We can no longer go for dinners, I can no longer text you and ask if you’re home just so I can show up at your house and jump on your trampoline. There will never be another backyard fire, another family Christmas with you. There wasn’t enough time, today I begged the universe for a time machine.
I will forever cherish our memories like playing hockey in the garage, attending your hockey games while I shouted words of encouragement like “shoot the puck you dummies” from the stands, trips down to stampede park going on rides and playing fair games, feeding the ducks near the old fish hatchery, playing Oddworld, Spyro, Crash Bandacoot and NHL on the play station one, milkshakes at peters, stampeders games, flames games and hitmen games, trips to Banff, underducks on the swings, the countless times you watched the Lion King with me because you knew I loved it and I sang you every song, riding in the bucket of the bobcat, blasting No Doubt, Aqua, Celine Dion and Fergie in the house dancing and singing our hearts out, our pre soccer-game ritual of blasting California Love by Tupac, fireworks at the lookout over the city by the house, the time I decided to rescue a bird that “couldn’t fly” but really it could and flew into the unfinished upstairs bathroom, fell down the wall into the basement and we had to cut open the wall downstairs just to rescue it and so many many more.
I miss you so much, I have so many things I wish I had had more time to tell you. I love you Dad.
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