Today is my father's birthday, the third one since he died in 2010. I have been trying to focus on the good memories, but with losing my cat yesterday I feel a little melancholic. Okay, a lot melancholic. Things have improved so much in my life in the last 6 months, I wish my dad was here to share in my good fortune. I am sure he would have loved calling me everyday and asking if I was on my way to jail. The silliness would have fueled many corny exchanges. I miss that. Things are better in my life, but can I just say on this day there is much emptiness in my life. Friends do me a favor show your love ones how much you love them. In the end the love is what you remember.