One year a life time to go

So I just passed the one year mark of Dad dying and well I am doing better than expected.  Some people said you never feel the same. Well, I feel good and I know that its because my dad raised me in a way where I never had to doubt his unfailing support and love. Dad was always encouraging me to be adventurous and to chase my dreams and I feel that even with him gone (that still feels strange to say) I can still feel his encouragement and his guidance.  Dad left behind 2 strong willed individual daughters and we can and will move on with our lives.  Dad would want me too.  My dad loved his life (hated his job, that's why I know he would want me to work in something I would love).  He enjoyed laughing, his hobbies, and spending time relaxing.  I take after dad that way, with the strange humor, the laughing and doing fun things I enjoy like soccer, working with muttface, and being with people (I love people, even though I am awkward at first).  Dad taught me to spend quality time on the things or people you care about. He taught me how to make things and relationships last by paying attention, doing more proactive things, and by  spending time with the person or thing.  My dad was kind, caring, and hilarious.  He found pure joy in embarrassing us girls but we eventually grew to love it and now I miss it.  He would fart loudly in an aisle in the store and then say "laura marie..." I would squeal at him and leave the scene. 

All of that rambling, ugh sorry about that. I will end it with this, I love my dad and I miss him everyday. I want to raise strong self confident individuals that even when I am gone they can keep going.  Love you dad