Days With My Father

Now that she's gone I realized I spent a lifetime resisting her influence, and now I miss it

This morning I cried so hard after coming across this story:

http://www.dayswithmyfather.com/

This story is of a man documenting the last few years with his father, through pictures. I got misty eyed just from the images, but once I read the story behind it, I couldn't help but break down.

It makes me think of my Gido, and how much I miss him, and how I know that the day I have to live in a world where he doesn't... will be my "forget how to breathe" moment.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Have some tissues ready. Don't say I didn't warn you.