The last phone call...

Exactly one year ago...at this exact time...I spoke with my loving Dad on the phone, not knowing that it would be the last time I would get to talk with him...the last time that I would hear his voice.

I had asked him how his drive was going and he said pretty well. He had just fueled up and was getting ready for the long haul on a lonesome Utah route....very rural, very dark and now in my mind "deadly".

Spanish Fork Canyon...it took his life. 

He sounded great. He wasn't tired. He said he'd touch base with me in the morning and promised me he would pull over for a some ZZ's if he needed them.

I told him to be careful and that I loved him.

He said "I will and I love you too."

Today has been hard. I tried all day to be positive and keep my hands and mind busy...but...well, it just wasn't enough. 

My heart surpassed it all...

I know God needed him and we all know that he got a damn good soldier when he called upon him.

I just really miss him...I know we all do.

Hugs to all of you-