Missing my Daddy.

There is not a day that goes by that I do not think of my daddy. Today though I am really missing him. He has been gone for over three years and I still cry when I think about him being gone. He was the perfect father. I could not have asked for a better one. The fact that my parents adopted me made me appreciate them so much more. They did not have to adopt me and raise me as their own, but they did. I had a great childhood. I would give just about anything to just see him once more and tell him how much I love him.