I miss my father very much.  He always did too much for us I think, made a lot of sacrifices and went out of his way for others.  He worked so very hard during his life. When he returned from working at the prison, he built, and mended and maintained things at home.

A couple of hours before he passed away, he was preparing a place for my sister to sleep when she and her family arrived for a family wedding.  As it was, he passed on Thursday, the wedding was Saturday, his funeral was Sunday and Monday we laid him to rest near his parents.

We can try to live life with no regrets but I don't think any of us really succeed on that one.