Larry Morris
It’s hard to believe that it’s been so many years since you left us in 2011. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you or wish I could pick up the phone just to hear your voice. I miss you more than words can express.
There are moments when life feels heavy, and I find myself longing for your guidance, your wisdom, and the calm way you always seemed to know what to say. Other times, it’s the little things that bring you back to me—a certain song, a smell, a laugh that sounds like yours—and for a moment, it feels like you’re still right here with me.
I wish I could tell you about everything that has happened since you’ve been gone. I hope you’d be proud of me. So much of who I am and the choices I make come from the lessons you taught me—about strength, about family, about doing what’s right even when it’s hard. Those lessons are still with me, Dad. They guide me every single day.
But more than anything, I just miss you. I miss your hugs, your laughter, the way you could make things feel safe even when the world seemed uncertain. Sometimes I close my eyes and picture us together again, and it gives me comfort to believe that one day, somehow, we’ll be reunited.
Until then, please know that you’re always with me—in my heart, in my thoughts, and in the way I try to live my life. I love you, Dad, and I always will.
Larry
