But I still miss him every day, in a million little unspoken, even unrecognized ways, as most people who have lost their father do. You don't always think about it when you are missing someone. You simply miss their presence in your life. The unanswered questions. The knowledge that never got imparted. The life story you didn't get to share. The years that you wanted but didn't get to have. It is a significant loss, and one from which you will move forward, but never entirely beyond.