To only think its been one year
since my dad died, it feels like eternity. I still often find myself waking up to the thought of, “Dad’s probably downstairs watching tv” but to my dismay I see the blank space where my dad used to sit, and now recently, the empty area where the couch used to be, where my dad would sit. I only ask myself. Why me. Why dad, why did you have to leave us.
I really, really, really miss you dad. I try to be all I can be as a son to mom and as a brother to Mina, but I don’t think I can take it any longer. I really hope to see you soon dad. I’ve missed you for too long.
