Today is Fathers Day. Both of my fathers, my biological father whom I called 'Daddy' and my stepfather whom I called either 'Johnny' or 'Dad' have both gone on to their rewards in Heaven. Though I miss them every day I am happy that neither are suffering and we attempt to pay our respects at their places of interment as often as possible.
I try to remember those lessons they taught me. Both taught me many things I had never considered. I also recall that as my Daddy told me often as a child that he was the best friend I'd ever have. Each passing day makes that fact so much more clearer to me as I progress through this same aging process they both underwent that has me firmly in it's grasp.
I was lucky to have two of the best friends I'd ever have. So Happy Father's Day in Heaven. I miss Daddy and Johnny.