Every night before going to sleep I sit there in the dark in front of your pictures. I close my eyes and talk to you, hoping to get a sign that you can hear me. But there’s nothing, just silence and darkness around me.
I know you are there, I know you can hear me. I know you watch over us, and light our way.
Today it just hits me, it is you: The sudden breeze on my face while I talk to you, the patio lights that turn on out of nowhere, the shooting star I notice traveling in the night sky, the firefly that twinkles in front of me, the owl I hear in the distance. It is you.
I know it is you….. All I need to do is learn how to hear your new voice.
I love you my beautiful dearest father, always and forever.