I can't stop thinking about him. Loosing my mom was so tragic to me. She was so young and I knew how much of my life she was going to miss. My journey with my dad was so different. We didn't always get along, we had a lot of growing pains along the way. But he was the constant in my life, he was my encouragement and my support. He always made me laugh and always told me how proud he was of me. I am not sure how I will go the rest of my life without him. There is such a hole in my heart.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
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