Just lit a candle for my dad, he would’ve turned 77 today.
Feels like half a lifetime ago since we last spoke, yet it’s only been a little over three years.
Feels like it was yesterday I was irritated with him checking up on me all the time, yet it’s almost four years since I last saw his number blinking on my phone.
I go about my business without thinking of him much nowadays. But today he’s on my mind. Today I miss him.
Puss puss pappa, jag tycker så mycket om dig.