21 years is a long time. 7665 days, 1092 weeks and 2/3 of my life. It is also the length of time that has gone by since my father passed away.
That number baffles me. I remember when the 1 year mark went by, the 5 year, the 10 year…and now over 20 years has gone by. A whole lifetime. My whole lifetime…almost.
The funny thing is, even though he’s gone, I still think of him each and every day. I often wonder if he would be proud of me. I wonder if he would like the person I’ve become. All questions I will never have the answers to.
I miss you Dad, even though I don’t really know you.