Good afternoon every one, as you all know I recently lost my father this year in February. I must say I still have those days where I feel sad. I think about him every day, so it’s hard to get through a day without crying. But I’m truly blessed to have the people that I have in my life, to help me during this time. I’m also so blessed to have had him in my life for 31 years, and to have him as my father was an even more greater blessing. I’m not going to lie to you guys, this has been one of the hardest thing I’ve been through in the 31 years of my life. I know it’s going to take time, so I just use that time to work on myself. When my father passed away I wrote him a poem. I knew I had to write him a poem that described who he was as a person, father, and friend. I knew when I finished writing the poem, I had done just that. I want to introduce you all to my dad, by publishing this poem. I feel like knowing him, is like knowing me, because I always thought we were so much a lot. By sharing this, I’m sharing a part of me as well. I hope you all enjoy. #togreatfathers #daddypoem #artinspiration

For Daddy

When I think of you, love is the first word that comes to mind

Something that you gave unconditionally, and hard to find

When I think of you, it brings a huge smile to my face

Because hanging with you is like Vegas nights, fast pace

You had an electric personality and a giving soul

You were there for many truth be told

When I think of my dad I see smiles, comfort, fun times, intelligence in mind, a friend, a provider, an advisor, and many laughs

I’m so blessed to speak on your behalf

This past year you fought a tuff battle

When I think of my dad I see strength, a lion, a king

So being your daughter feels like flowers in spring

Who can I call now for every little thing

So blessed to have many many many great memories

You’ll always be the root to my trees

Confusion I don’t know

will I stop here or continue to grow

I’m going to miss you so so much

Yeah still living but out of touch

Just know daddy you could never be cloned, because there will never ever be another

                                                                Sam Armstrong

Philippians 4:6-7

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