Today was my Dads birthday. No one mentioned it really until tonight when Allie was leaving she stuck her head in my room and said, Happy Birthday Pop. And blew me a kiss and made her signature peace sign. I just spent the last 40 min reviewing the entries I made the past two years on this date. I am better than I was. I still have loss but it is getting better to deal with. I think I am forgetting some things. I am afraid I am forgetting how much I miss him. I dont want to forget... anything. Maybe just more comfortable with the constant discomfort. I explained to a friend it is like having a rock in your shoe, every time you take a step it pinches, you can kick it around in there and move it but it still hurts just in a different spot. Just when you forget you had a rock in your shoe, it hits your right in heel. Fucker that hurts,,, yeah I know. OK so here it is. Dad, Happy Birthday wherever you are. I hope you are hanging with some of your old cronies, maybe some lemon mer...