Sunday, May 3, 2009

May 4th, 2008


Well this is depressing but I can't stop thinking about how it's already going to be one year that my dad is gone. My house is like a living memory and it's hard to be here. I want to move and then there are times where I don't because then it's like he never existed. You never think these kinds of things can happen to you, you know one night you're saying "night see you tomorrow, love you". The next day you didn't even get to hear there voice.

I'm sorry for whoever reads this and get depressed but I'm in one of my moments and I don't like talking to my mom about it because then she gets upset.

1 comment:

  1. Well, I happened to be at the funeral and I can't believe it's almost been a year either. I was there to support Michael but I had never met your dad. Let me just tell you that by the time I left, I was an emotional mess and I had truly felt like I'd known him forever. But what I do know is that he was, infact, a great man.
    No one ever expects to lose a loved one, especially someone as close as a parent. But when you do, you have to think of it as God putting you through a test of strength. You and both of your brothers seem to be passing that test really well. It takes a strong person to be able to put on their best game face and deal with the situation. Me, on the other hand, could never do what you all have done. But honestly, the best thing you can do for your dad is make the most of your life and make choices with him in mind. He'll never be gone as long as you keep him in your heart (which I'm sure you have no problem doing).

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