Last night was the first night with just mom the boys and i home alone. It sucked. As tears soaked my face and memories flooded my head i realized loosing a parent is the hardest thing i have done. My dad was by far the strongest man i knew. If anyone needed help, he was the first to give it. As my dad and i would watch NASCAR when i was younger and argue about which driver would take out which. Or when i was younger and i ran him over. Or the time we went and saw a race live and he was so happy to watch a NASCAR race in person. Or on vacation even though he didnt feel good on some occasions, he still put a smile on his face and did what we wanted to do. Even though i wasnt his biological daughter he adopted me and raised me as his own. I couldnt be happier to call him as my dad, but loosing him was hard. Daddy i love and miss you we all do.
Posted on: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 14:05:56 +0000
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