Dear Dad, How has it been one year already? It feels like time has gone so incredibly fast, and yet it feels so long too since you were physically here and we were together holding hands. I miss you beyond how words can describe and the feeling I have when I think of you is unlike any other. They say that grief is a form of love, and I certainly can see that. It is love that is lost and has no physical attachment to something. It’s the path of moving to the love to the spiritual connection and something that I am not finding easy. The gaping hole in life is profound and nothing will ever be able to replace you. The love that we had was and is still so great, that nothing can ever take that away from us though. You will always be with me, always holding my hand and always guiding me from afar. This may sound odd and maybe I read into things too much, who knows, but I find messages or signs that you are sending in life, and those bring me great comfort. You physically left us one year ago today, on a day of love, a day where we are reminded of who is important to us in our lives. This is a day where I will remember you, remember cherished memories that we shared and most importantly remember our father-daughter love. You are my shining light, my inspiration and my wonderful Dad, who was unlike any other. I love you so incredibly much and miss you always. Kirstie xxx