for my dad

We all fall short of the glory of God, I can not count the times I heard these words come from my Dad, as a reminder that we all fall, we all make mistakes and no one is perfect but God. This seemed to break a commandment you know the don't lie one, when I was young I couldn't comprehend that my Dad could make a mistake that he wasn't perfect. My dad was everything to me so I guess you would say I was a Daddy's girl.He always seem to know what to say and what to do. Need a good joke? Ask Dad. Need some guidance in the God department? Ask Dad. Need something done? Ask Dad cause we all know if he couldn't fix it he knew someone who could get you on the road to recovery. He would give you the shirt of his back if you asked, stand next to you in any battle you asked him too.
My parents were raised across the tracks from one another but didn't meet until they got jobs at the same shop some 600 miles from where they were raised. They had ups and downs but at the end of the day they loved and supported each other. There love story is one i still tell to strangers as proof that God will guide you to "the one".
Nicknames we all had one mine panda-bear, Brother was the Professor, we switched and passed the torch for tunnel rat and i suppose its time to pass the torch again on that one think we both are retired from that job. Dad had a knack for giving them out and then they would stick i still have stories i will tell about old friends that i call them by there given nicknames or multiple people by the same name want to tell them apart its by a nickname probably given by dad.
My Dad was my first hero, the first comedian i couldn't get enough of, my biggest fan, first true friend and best teacher(didn't say i learned quick or listened well). Yoda said not to mourn or miss you but like all those lessons you tried to teach me young it feels impossible right now. its coming up on one year without you and it still doesn't seem real, doesn't feel right.
If you knew Dad and your seeing this I'd love to read your best Ernie story in the comments.

Oh if heaven wasn't so far away id pack up the kids.....Rest high and easy Dad....We Miss You
Love,
Pandabear