Mine left this life when I was 19, he was only 46. I still wish to this day for one more day to spend with him, to tell him I love him, and that our arguments meant nothing. As an adult now, I realise I am more like him than I ever thought possible.
Even when I was small, my family always knew when I was up to something because I'd have that grin on my face. I'm actually considering getting a 3.5in/8.9cm tattoo of that image on my upper arm because it fits me so well