[LSA]

Ditto to most of the sentiments here I have amazing parents and I loved my dad. He was a major driving force of my teen years onward. I always wanted him to be proud of me and I know he was. I really miss what we used to do, dirt biking, car shows, eating at middle of nowhere hole in the walls. He was a dad first but a great friend a real hard ass sometimes but I couldn't have asked for a better dad. He always wanted better for me than what he achieved and busted his ass so I could have a good life.

There's nothing more sobering than holding your father's hand, the anchor in your life, the one whose experience and advice you draw from take his last breath. At 19 when we were starting to bond as adults well it sucks and a year and a half later I still think about him every other day.