I remember it like yesterday, it felt like an absolute nightmare. I never pictured life with out my Dad….growing up, he was my absolute everything. Just everything. He made me feel like an absolute diamond…a queen…more importantly, he was always very protective. That is by far the one thing I miss the most about him.
Today marks 3 years since he has been gone and it was the first time in a long time that I have not cried at the sound of his name. Its feels very strange saying that…
The first year was the worst year. I was constantly crying day in and day out…I later found out that having ‘cry spells’ are a big part of the grieving process. I didn’t work the first year, and I didn’t want to….I didn’t talk to too many people and that was exactly how I wanted it. Its very difficult explaining what it means to lose a parent; a Dad at that. Especially when we live in a society that barely knows what having a Dad even means.
I look back at everything he taught me, all the love he showed me, all the motivation he has given me and I can honestly say I feel so blessed to call him my Dad. I miss you more than you will ever know but I guess I just have to wait until we meet again…
Rest In Paradise King.
I carry your heart with me, I carry it in my heart.