Today is always a little rough for me. it's been 13 years and I still get really down :( It seems to never really get any easier. Sure time has numbed a lot of the pain, but I still feel the anger and the grief and the what if's... I don't normally open up about my feelings and especially not for anyone to read about. But I've been trying to make a lot of changes in my life and maybe opening up is part of what I need. When I think about my Dad I think Strong, funny and full of life, I also think weakness, disappointment and death. I was always Daddy's little girl! And I'm mad at him for not being here for me. I wish that he were here to watch my children grow and be a part of their lives. I wish that we could make more memories, but I just have to hold on the memories that I have. Dad was always so fun and I loved spending time with him. I alway wonder what he would be like today, if he would have changed art all....my guess is no :)
Thank you for letting me share. I love you Daddy and I miss you every day!