Today marks three years without the only father I ever knew.  I would love to say that time heals all wounds.  I think as individuals we are able to move on.  But the feeling of loss is there. When you let yourself dig deep, and let yourself feel again, those feeling come bubbling to the surface.  And it's okay.  It's a gift to have had that much love in your life.  
I miss him.  I miss the way he opened his heart and loved unconditionally.  He taught me so much.  And for that, I am forever grateful.