I haven't been around. In the midst of the Holiday hustle and bustle, my Father-in-Law passed away. He died Christmas Eve morning in his home. He was 74 years old.
When we first met I knew I had to be a part of your family. Your sense of humor, strength, and finesse entered my heart and will live there for eternity.
I remember you asking me to dance that night. I took your hand and you led me to the floor. We danced as your son watched, beaming as if to say, that's my Dad!
When your son and I became one, you accepted me for who I am. You took my daughter as one of your own. You never once blinked an eye.
I wish we had more time to talk. I will miss your stories and the laughter we shared. I will also miss your Manhattans--I never could get those just right.
I hold you in my heart for who you were and how you led your life. I will strive to live out my life as you did yours: Open arms, giving, and fun filled.
Know this, I love you and I will never forget you.