Ten years ago today, in the wee hours of the morning, my father passed away at Hospice of the Valley in Peoria, Ariz. My Mom, my sister and I were with him.

He was only 68 and seemed to be enjoying life more than ever since retiring to Arizona. Every day was a new adventure for him.

It’s so hard to believe that a decade has passed. Life has changed a great deal for Mom and me. She made three trips to Europe, moved to a beautiful apartment in The Forum and embraced the technology of her HDTV and iPad. I moved across the country and changed careers.

None of that lessens the loss, however. Last week, I caught myself crying in a movie theater when a main character lost her father, who wasn’t nearly as likable as mine.

I miss you Dad.

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