Hey, Mes Anges. So today is kind of a sad day for me since it marks the 14th anniversary of my Dad passing away. It's nearly impossible to believe it's been 14 whole years. I was 14 when he was first diagnosed with melanoma, and 17 when he lost that fight. (And I always feel like I should add that when he was diagnosed, he was given around 6 weeks to live. He made it 3 years. I will always be so, so thankful for those 3 years.)
Anyway, I wrote a blog post about Daddy a few years ago, and I think it still says all I'd like to say. You can read it here.
And if you're lucky enough to still have both your parents, give them an extra hug today. :)
Me and Daddy, circa 1983. I stand by that choice of floatie.