I think I've mentioned this once or twice on here, but I've never really gone into detail about it. So, my father passed away in March of 2010. And even though I've experienced a lifetime of growing up and maturing since then, every year on this day I feel like that 16 year old kid who had his entire World crumble in an instance. The pain, the sadness, the guilt, the frustration - it all comes back as if no time had passed. I don't think I'll ever truly get over it, but the older I get, the better I've become at not letting it bring me down entirely. I was very close to my dad and a lot of my interests (Art, Comics, music, Fitness) are inherited from him. He was my mentor, and the person I respected and admired the most. Any problem I couldn't solve, no matter what it was, he would give the type of advice that would make it all make sense. I think that's been the hardest part of not having him in my life, really. He knew how to make someone happy when they were depressed, and there were very few times I saw him angry or depressed. I think that's another thing I learned from him - integrity. He was such a fascinating person, and treated everyone as if he knew them as a family member. I rarely feel the need to talk about these things, but I really just wanted to open up and explain how important he was to me. If there is an afterlife, I know that he's waiting there for me, ready to hear about my life, and quite frankly, I would do anything in this World to see him again. To tell him how I felt. To tell him I loved him.
4 Years Ago today
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