Yesterday, (well today if you go by when someone was "prounounced passed".. which in my heart I do not.) marked 9 years since my dad passed. 9 years! That is SO incredibly long. I feel like it was so much more recent that I was talking to my dad about life in general. Every year the date of his passing is hard for me. I miss my dad everyday. Every.single.day. Honestly, there is not a day that goes by that I don't think about him. Sometimes it isnt until bedtime, but regardless of when it is, it always is. My dad is gone everyday, not just on the anniversary of his death, yet that day always seems to make me in a somber mood for some reason. Well, this year that wasn't the case. I made it a point to keep a positive attitude and focus on all the good times I had with him, and how blessed I am with my life..amazing husband & kids. I'm not a perfect mother or wife, but I do the best I can to make sure that when I look back I will be proud of the one I worked so hard to be. I know my dad would be proud & that I am the person I am today because of him ALWAYS being there for me. So when you have a day that you feel down or like things just are not fair, it's the mind that truly is a powerful thing. I have learned in retrospect that every year that I was down about it I had a terrible, emotional day. This year telling myself I would not do that honestly made it a better day than most days. I laughed, I smiled, I focused on the present, and I thanked God for the good moments. Like the great Abe Lincoln said: "