Lori Sabo
Tears flow at 8 in the evening because you're not going to Facetime to see how my day was. And I won't see you and mom working on the puzzle, and I won't hear about your day, and I won't see the ceiling light because you set me down on the table while we caught up. Such a small and precious daily ritual that makes your absence feel so big. I miss you, daddy. I was so blessed to be your daughter.

