I dont know what it is about being in art classes again, but I cant stop thinking about my dad...
It's also creeping up on the two year anniversary of his death. That is laying in the back of my mind...
I think February 13th through March 19th will always be a low point in my year...
I just wish I could call him up and just have one last conversation with him... it kills me that I never got to say a proper goodbye, even two years later.
There are days when I dont feel like myself, knowing that hes not around anymore...
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