I know that this isn't the first story where I've posted this but I'm just having another one of those times where I miss him and he's all that I think about. I feel I have to write it down to deal a little better. It does help but I know that I won't ever get over it. I just miss him so much...

I know that I wasn't the greatest daughter when it came to helping him when he needed it. Everyone says that I did a lot for him but I know that I could have and should have done more... I could have been more positive and helped him more. I just wished that hed told us. We were all delusional and in denial. We just thought that hed get better but he didn't. And now he's gone.

I just don't see why he had to leave us. I still need him.
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Aug 31, 2014