A Daughters life

I have always been my fathers daughter and as well best friends,  I was his mini me. My father lost his father at age 19 from a bad heart. My father was an amazing man. Everyone who knew him loved him, a classy guy, but honest n real. He traveled a lot for work being in sales of the garment district was a lot of hard work..Growing up I have wonderful memories of my dad n I riding the LIRR stop at Hicksville many memories of that as well as at an Islander Parade 3x Stanley cup..I was on his shoulders n that is all I remember, he was my couch at sports that I played and and was so supportive. I remember counting change from a piggy bank I bought him when I was three? My dad reached a point I his life that he took a chance and he took this little button compamy in the garment center he bought into n turned it into a 30 million dollar company...Jolee Buttons and the,ZAR . He was written on the front page of the Wall Street journal in 1986....Unfortunately nothing lasts forever n we live And learn....He was living with me in our cozy lil home and he was happy, content for the first time,.I refused to put him an assisted living facility..Not ever....My husband was very supportive and involved and they had a,special bond as my husband never met his dad...so as much as doesn't understand my bond with my dad,he never had a dad...I couldnt even see my life without my dad...so many memories that I hold so dear, this is the hardest thing I ever did feel....Daddy,I miss u and it's almost a year you departed this world and Left me in tears...everyday my life is affected by the loss of my dad...my life will never ever be the same...Thank you Grief Toolbox....You made a dream of mine come true ....to,write my poetry and see it on site, I clap I cry and see it came true, all I,wanted to,do was write poetry for you.