my daddy

I received the sweetest gift in the mail today.

A picture of my daddy when he was 12.

Unexpected.

Priceless.

Some things can't be replaced.

I wish we had talked more when he was alive. I have so many questions that can never be answered because the people who know the answers are not here anymore. I learned some things after his death that explain why he wouldn't have wanted to talk about his childhood, but still...