The second man in my life that I miss so much it hurts sometimes is my DADDY!!! Father's day is never easy but as the years pass I cry less but I'm able to celebrate his life more and rejoice in the wonderful memories we shared. My mother and I went to his gravesite to take him flowers. It's so incredibly strange but I had the desire to take pictures of the gravesite to create a layout on how I was feeling that day. I don't know when I'll do it because I see the pictures now and I get an overwhelming desire to cry and scream WHY... Deep down inside I know why, I know he's in Heaven, I know he has no more pain, I know he watches over me and I know he loved us with all his heart but I want to be selfish, I want him here, I want to take more pictures, I want him to spend the weekends working on household projects with me, I want him to walk to the gas station to buy candy with D. I want to hug him and tell him how very much I love him.
So today, I'll just pray and remember and just cry.