Seventeen years old, marks the year that my life changed. I felt a lot of fear, experienced the pain. I never thought the strength that I knew could so suddenly fade. Twelve years of fighting for the good of family, it happened too soon, you were taken away. The day after Christmas, December, 26th, was when I said goodbye, didn’t realize this was it. You supported us for years and I want you to know, I’m looking back up as you’re looking below. You and I at Bruins games, will never be the same. It happened so soon, you were taken away. I never got to say goodbye the way I wanted to. I know you’ll always be with me. I’m never without you. The last time I saw you, you were laying so still. I’ll always remember the person you were, the father I knew.