Happy birthday Daddy!

My Daddy would have been 62 on September 8th. It's hard to believe that he has been gone a year and a half already.  I miss his laughter, I miss his smile, I miss how he would squeeze my hand so tight, I miss the way he would call me "Su-mar-ie", I miss sitting in his lap, I miss how much he loved me so. I am thankful for his provision, I am thankful that he didn't have to suffer long with cancer, I am thankful he died peacefully in his bed, I am thankful that he is with his mama (my sweet Bubba) in Heaven.