[Ms Grumpy]

I learned many years ago to always say "I love you", and mean it, whenever I talk to my mom, my husband and my kids.

My father passed away when I was 9 years old. I remember getting up in the middle of the night and my dad was talking to my uncle on the phone. He was laughing and had a beer in his hand, like my dad always did. I was up early the next morning as my dad left for work. I remember seeing him as he was heading out the door, and as he always did, he said "I love you sweetie, see you soon". That was the last time I saw my father alive. He was a master mechanic, he was at work and had a massive heart attack while working on the motor of a car. The doctors said that he was probably dead before he hit the floor.

I will always remember that day, not with total sadness, but because I got to tell him I love you and him telling me. I miss him everyday, the chubby man, with a heart of gold that would do anything for anyone. The man that made my mom so happy, and spent all his time with his 6 kids. But most of all for the man who drove the little red Rambler and who shared his love for cars with me.

Remember and embrace every moment, for life can change in a moment.