To my son Patrick: It's been a year now.
You were so loving.
You were so sensitive.
You made me so proud.
You made me so mad.
You made me so glad.
You were so handsome.
You were SO tall.
You had the biggest, brightest smile.
You were a great father.
You were your best with your son.
You love him so much.
You couldn't drive well.
You brought me so much joy.
You brought me so many laughs.
You made some problems.
We solved them together.
You cared for your family.
You adored your family.
You loved your family.
Your family loves you.
All woman fell for you.
You knew it too.
You had the keenest wit.
You were a beautiful baby.
You were a precious toddler.
You were a wonderful grandson.
You were a great nephew.
You always stepped up once you realized.
You had good morals.
You forgot that sometimes.
You influenced folks in positive ways.
You always put others first.
You were so worth every moment.
You were.
You lived.
You died.
It hurts.
It always will.
You are my son Patrick.
You are missed.
You are blessed in Heaven.
You are at peace.
I feel your love.
Your spirit feels mine.
Our love never ends.
You are my son forever.
Dad
