So, Today I’m Sad
I had my last meal with my dad a year ago this evening. Chik-Fil-A, which I picked it up on my way to visit him and Mama. During that dinner, OM kept talking about us going to the mountains for his birthday at the end of the month. But he died on Wednesday. I haven’t had a day since when I didn’t feel sad and lost. Do you ever get over it? I was lucky to have such a good man as a father. I just wish he was still here, reading my writings, laughing at my silly jokes and puns and stories, and loving me unconditionally.
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