Robert and I will be traveling "home" today for Father's Day. We are from the same town, so it is very convenient to go home for the holidays. I am excited to see my family as well as his, but I'm also very aware that this is my first Father's Day without my dad. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of him. If only I could talk to him (and he talk back) one more time. I am just so blessed that he was able to be at my wedding and walk me down the aisle. I just hate that he will never see me pregnant or meet my children.
Okay, enough of my sad story. I just hope I can hold it together this weekend. I hate breaking down in front of everyone.