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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