I can't help it. This will be the second Father's Day that he's been gone. He died of lung cancer March of last year. I miss him so much. He and I didn't have the closest relationship. He was one of those keep-your-heart-locked-away types. Never show emotion or it makes you weak. He went away a lot. However, he was the only one in my family that didn't treat me like I was totally broken. Yeah, he handled me with care since I'd been beaten and abused as a very little girl, but he treated me like I was there, not something to be hid and ashamed of like the majority of my family. Only he and my Grandma ever made me feel even somewhat welcome and now they're both gone. Now I miss them so much. Every year for Father's Day and his birthday, I gave him a little match box car. I started when I was 7. Two a year until last year when I was 29. This morning, I have my SO a match box motorcycle. I figured since I'm about to give him a DD, I'd continue on with the tradition. I was very proud of myself for not crying when I gave it to him. He knows the meaning behind it. He understands. Please ladies. Call your fathers if you're not close to him. If you are, hug him for me and tell him you love him and appreciate him. One day, you won't be able to anymore.