It's been a while now. It's twelve years since you left us, twelve years since they said you translated to glory. I miss you now like I always have. I never really knew you. I was a kid when u left. My memories of you are pale pictures of your wide grin, the grin they say I took. Time has gone, yet like that fateful day, my eyes well up and my voice cracks. I miss you old man, I wish I could have known you. The things we would have done together. My first story award, my first driving lesson, my first matriculation, my first degree, my first convocation. All the times when your advice would have been critical.
I still see your smile in my head, I see it in the mirror each time I smile. I miss you Dad.
Dedicated to John O. Anenih
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