A Poem for Unappreciated Fathers

Yeah, that’s the thing about missing a loved one, I think. It involves a mix of emotions - the positive and not so positive all stirred together in an honest package of grief.

I miss my dad too. No one ever made me feel quite so special as he could.

Those austere offices of love? The day my dad retired he told me, “I hated every day of that job.” I’m still speechless about that.