Dad,  it's been 10 months already since you've passed.  Not a day goes by that I don't think about you.  I have a picture of you in my office and sometimes I catch myself staring at it thinking, "I can't believe you're gone.  I can't believe you're not here anymore."   I miss you a lot and wish you were here with us to help celebrate Christmas.  I wish you could see the boys play their sports, see them doing well in school and just be here to watch them grow.  This year we'll celebrate our first Christmas without you and I can tell you it won't be the same.  This was your favorite time of year-something you passed on to me- and you always loved decorating the house and having family over to celebrate.  Mom is doing ok.  She has her good days and bad days, but I think you that since I'm sure you're watching over her daily.  She amazes me with the strength she has.  It's going to take a while, but Mom's grief will dissipate over time, though she'll never stop loving or missing you.  That goes for all us!  Again, thank you for everything Dad.  I love you.  Brad.