Five days ago, on Friday, August 26th, we hit the ultimate, and technically last, of our “firsts” without dad as we passed the one-year mark since losing him on August 26th, 2021 from Squamous Cell Carcinoma. The past 365 days have been the hardest 365 days that my family and I have ever had to endure. They go by slowly and are filled with an emptiness that his voice and laughter used to fill. Yet somehow, at the same time, the past year as a whole has managed to go by at lightning speed and the thought that I haven’t seen him in, now over, a year is mind-boggling and stomach-dropping. The love and support from all of you are what has helped make this year just a little brighter for my mom, sisters, and me. Every text message, phone call, letter or card, stop by the house, and donation to The Willie Fund reminds us that our pain is not forgotten and, more importantly, that he is not forgotten. So, on behalf of all four of us, we thank you and we love you- tons & tons. To say I have been at a loss of words to make a “one-year post” for our Daddio is an understatement. So instead, swipe right → for the words I used one year ago today to share the news that we Finigan girls lost our guy. One year down, Dad. Forever to go. We can’t wait to see you again. We miss you so freakin’ much. Love, your four C’s.