My dad, Tony, 6 March 1938 to 4 October 2010.
I cannot believe that I have lived for one whole year without the physical presence of my dad. Not a day goes by in which I do not think of him. He is in my heart, in my memory and lives on through my children. His passing continues to leave a gaping hole in my life.
Daddy, I miss you, more and more each day - thank you for everything.
Those who are near me do not know that you are nearer to me than they are
Those who speak to me do not know that my heart is full with your unspoken words
Those who crowd in my path do not know that I am walking alone with you
They who love me do not know that their love brings you to my heart.
--Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)