To my sweet sweet dad, 11 whole years. You know, you’d think it gets easier, but the older I get the harder it is. Not having one of my biggest cheerleaders with me. There’s so much I wish he could’ve seen and so many times I wish I had his perspective. He and I were always on the same page, it would take one look over at each other to know what the other was thinking. My person, truly. There isn’t much more to say, anyone who spent even five minutes around my dad can attest to how sweet, generous, and hilarious of a person he was. I miss our cuddles and naps, October will always be your month🩷