- I wish my dad could have heard me play saxophone.
- I wish he could have taught me how to drive.
- I wish he could have seen me graduate anything: junior high, high school, college.
- I wish we cold have discussed things like politics, religion, football, dogs, music, literature, and everything as two adults.
- I wish he could have met Bart.
- I wish he could have walked me down the aisle when we got married almost ten years ago.
- I wish I could have heard his opinion on our house before we bought it.
- I wish he could have known Ladybug, and that she and I both could have known him.
- I wish we could play another game of Super Mario Bros. together.
- I wish he could have known about iPhones and iPads and all the cool gadgets that didn't exist a quarter of a century ago, because that's where I get my gadget-whoriness.
It has been twenty-three years today since I had any type of conversation with my Dad. It's been twenty-three years this evening since he passed away suddenly of a heart attack. It's been twenty-three years today since a huge piece of my innocence was stripped away from me at the age of ten. I wish a great many things and wonder countless "what if's". However, I realize that God has put me in the path he has for reasons I'll never fully understand until I'm in Heaven. I'm very thankful for the life I have, but still sometimes I wish... At least I know that I'll see him again some day.
“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. And you know the way to where I am going.” - John 14:1-4 ESV