Its been a little less than a year since I saw Papa, and I'm missing him badly this week. A lot of emotions I've held down for some time are beginning to swell- and that's ok. I'm letting them come.
I've been imagining that there is a little space ship I can jump into and go visit him whenever I want, but I can't do that. Besides, my husband pointed out, that if I could do that, and I reached Heaven, I'd probably want to stay there and not return to earth.
Oh to have no Papa here, and to have to wait for an unknown time to be re-united.
I just want a Papa bear hug.
...Father, God, our creator, show me how you are my father.