Today is my dad's birthday. After 3 years, you'd think it gets easier. I am always a weird mix between sad and mad when I think about it. Some times I'm glad he's not here to see the crappy things that have happened in the past 3 years. Other times I want him to be here to see my babies and give me hugs. Today is a hug day.
I just want a daddy hug. Then, things will get better. It's a sad day.