I’m turning 33 today. All I can think about is the fact that in exactly one week, my dear, my beloved father would have been gone for 2 years. 2 full years without seeing him, hearing his voice and talking to him, imagine that. I’ve nothing to celebrate today, I’m a complete wreck and all I can think about is next wednesday, which I’ve been dreading for weeks, for months. I’m gratuful to God still and I thank Him for covering me and for always going ahead of me in this life. “Cheers” to 33…