I miss you Pops
My dad died at 4:57 pm on Monday April 8th 2013. He was killed at work. It wasnt an accident infact it was a routine thing that he had done a hundred times before im sure. He was the go to expert on falling trees and all that it entailed so its so strange that it was what he loved that killed him in the end. I was informed that he died instantly and didnt even see it coming so he didnt suffer. I can get some comfort from that but it still feels like my heart was ripped out. The suddeness of the accident is so hard to grasp. I didnt get to say good bye. I recieved a text from him at 4:16 pm that same day so when my brother told me that he was gone i couldnt believe him. I just kept saying that it couldnt be because i just talked to him! It hurts so much to think that the last time i saw him i didnt even tell him i loved him. I never do that! I miss him so much. He was our rock, he was always there for us kids. He believed in our dreams and helped us accomplish them. He was my Pops and i will always miss him. I love you!
I am only 25 and my dad was 59, so young...too young to die.