Happy birthday Dad....

Today Caroline & I engaged in our, now, annual trip to the Christmas Markets to, in our own way, celebrate Dad's birthday. He would have celebrated his 68th today.
It doesn't seem like 16 years ago, in some ways it's like yesterday... I still miss his quirky humour, love of gadgets, his bad dress sense, wit, wisdom, advice & understanding. He was the first (& only other) person to create an affectionate nickname for me - something that I have missed being called by the other important man in my life.
Speaking of which, my heart skipped much more than one single beat today when I saw a message he sent to me. I long for us to be together & happy again. He's "the one" for me & I hope that we can make things right again.