You would have been 102 today.

I miss you.

You would have been able to say or do something to make this long year better.

But then you did say something to make this year and this day better already.

I just had to pull it out of storage and use it to generate a smile.

I miss you.

When I think about being less than amazing, I remember my last moments with you.

You had a look on your face that said you had completed a very difficult task, but that you were happy with the outcome. You said with a very proud smile on your face "You're a wonderful, wonderful person. I'm proud of you and I love you." I knew that would be the last time I saw you and I knew that the person you saw when you looked at me is the man I have to always strive to be.

So when the world and these (insert an adjective and noun combination of your choosing here for people you don't like) try to bring out the worst in me, after an introspective moment of being human I revert back to the best in me to honor you and the work you did to make sure I'd grow into something...MORE.

I love you.
I miss you.
I wish you were here, but then again you always will be.