This time of the year seems to come by kinda fast. One minute its a few months away, then the next second the day is here. Today’s date marks the 3rd year my father took his final breath. I’ll never forget him or that moment. I am so thankful I had the mind the love to be there right by his side. It was just me, him and my mom as he took his final breath. I had never experienced death so up close and personal so I didn’t know how I was going to react, and it being my dad but all was calm and quiet as he transitioned from this life to the next. I remember my mom cradling his head just like he was a little bitty baby as his spirit left this life. Life feels weird, very different without him but he was in a lot of pain his last hours here on earth so for him to be gone and out of pain was a relief for me. I prayed for God to take him. I prayed for God to honor his word when he said he’d put no more on us than we could bear. I felt my dad had reached that point and he had been a faithful servant to God for at least all my life so I prayed for God to do his part given my dad had done his. Today as everyday I honor and remember the man who made me the young woman I am today. The good the bad and all in between I am and will forever always be, a daddy’s girl without a doubt. P.I.P. J. C. Sr.