I miss my dad

It's April 20th 2019 8 years since my dad died. And I miss him and I feel a lot of pain about it. It is an emptiness that is agony. But its ok. I need to stop blocking ignoring and denying. Its like this feeling that feels bad. It grits at me and rubs me the wrong way. But really it is cutting deep to the center and only the essential me remains. I don't have to take it personally. The universe loves me. Thats why i have these feelings of missing some really important parts. Its ok to miss them and the things that only they knew. My mom and dad are still here. Giving me hugs and making me laugh. And we never fight about the small stuff anymore. Like news, politics, or any other dumb stuff we all bicker it out about. But i miss you dad