This afternoon I was reading some stuff on an outdoor photography website when I noticed the notification icon on Facebook that I had been tagged in a photo. So I clicked on it, quickly took a glance and then looked at it again. And just like that I broke down in tears. It has been almost 10 years since my dad passed away and I fucking miss him so damn much. I think about him all the time. I cant help but think about what my dad was like as the child in that old photograph or what it would be like to be able to go back in time to visit with him at that time. A lot of those thoughts start to jump around though and I have moments when I wish I could go back to all the times as a stubborn teenager when he asked me to go fishing with him and I always said no. I wish I could have those moments back and to be able to have spent more time with him.