Saturday always meant pizza night with dad. We've been getting pizza and watching a movie as a family every Saturday night for years. When my mom got stomach cancer last year, we started going to coffee together Saturday evenings prior to picking up the pizza. He wanted to get me out of the house and distract me. We talked about everything -- our love for the British television show "Doctor Who"; my plans for the future (I'm studying to be an animator); his plans for the various science fiction novels he's been working on...

I miss him so much. I could do no wrong in his eyes. I wish with all my heart I could just sit and talk with him again. I still can't believe I never will.

I hope I'll see him again someday.