Another Father’s Day that I can’t call my dad. Another day that I can’t hear him say, “did you get me a big present?” Remembering today as I do every day, the exceptional father that he was. The wonderful memories that we shared, the tears, the laughs, the silliness only he and I shared. I was his little girl, and at times his tornado, as he referred to me from time to time. Instead of tears today, I smile knowing he is with me and I was blessed to have had such a loving, caring man. For those that have lost their dad, think of the good times, the blessings, and even allow for smiles along with the tears to get you thru today. Happy Father’s Day to all the dads, but especially mine in Heaven.