Missing Dad

I really miss Dad today. It sounds stupid but I saw somebody at my job whose eyes looked a lot like Dad's eyes to me and it got me upset.

It was like the time I smelt Shalimar perfume (Mom's favorite 'pricey' perfume) one time not long after Mom died. I smelt it and for a split second my mind forgot she was dead and I fully expected her to be there when I turned around. But just as quickly I remembered she was gone.

It's still so hard to come to terms with the fact that I will never see him again.

I don't really want to write anymore about it because I don't want to lose my composure at work. But I just wanted to mention that he was on my mind.
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