Still Missing my Dad

My Dad died 3 years ago. I still miss him. There's an ache in my heart that comes whenever I stop and think about him. It hurts. I think about him anyway.
Somehow, the pain and sorrow I feel are comforting to me, but they do not replace the comfort I felt from him wrapping his big old arms around me and giving me a tight hug. I miss that. I really do.
Soon Daddy, we will be united in heaven -- loving Christ and loving one another.