Who was my dad? Well the answer lies in the question. He was my dad... He made me, raised me, taught me things, gave me things. He was all he could be to me... and honestly, what he did in his time was more than enough, even if it took for his passing to make me realise that. Not a day will go by when I will not think of you. Not a morning or night when I will not pray for you. I love you Dad.