September 29, 1987.........Today marks seventeen years since my dad died. Why does it seem like only yesterday? Trauma is odd like that. I think either you block it all out or remember every single painful detail.
As I look out the window, all I can see is the grayness between the raindrops as they hit the ground. I feel gray today. Just blah and sad that I have lived without my father for the past 17 years. It surprises me how quickly the tears fall whenver I think about him even after all this time.
I love you and miss you, Daddy!
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