I Miss My Dad


Hey Pop, I do not know why God had to take you before I was ready to let you go. I am so scared, I feel like I am loosing my mind! I am so mad that you are gone, you are so strong you should have been able to fight your way back, I know it's selfish but don't want to let you go. God tore you away from me 3 1/2 weeks ago and I can't hardly manage a thought that doesn't bring me right back to you. I know you didn't raise me to be this way but I miss you so bad and I don't think I can be as strong as you were, I don't know if I can fill your shoes as the "man of the family". I am really going out of my mind, I look for some creative outlet to disperse all this pain and I find nothing, Angie can't handle this much pain and she is not used to seeing me this way. The kids miss you but I don't think they really grasp the finality of all this. I wish you could come back for one more day, just to watch a football game, have a beer, and tell me it is all going to be all right. The Marines at your funeral were top notch! Mom has your flag and wants to give it to me, but I can't take it right now, it hurts too much to see it and know it's "your Flag" they put on the coffin. I am trying the best that I can to go on, and I am supposed to see someone this Thursday to help me deal with all this, I fear I will never get pass this. Thank you for being my dad, my friend and mentor, Thank you for teaching me how to be the man I today, I will do my very best not to disappoint you! I love you Dad!
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