37 years and counting

Anniversaries are funny things. Today marks 37 years that as a 10 year old I had to say goodbye to my dad.
Time passes by but with every year I just can’t remember what he sounded like or was like. I was only 10 and how much can you really clearly remember from that age?
As I get older I just feel sad that I can’t remember, that this is only 1 of 2 pictures I have of him because someone threw away all of our childhood photos. That’s why I love taking photos documenting life. Why I love blip.
Hope you’re looking down and are proud.