blue december

by sandy g
(bc, mi)

I lost my dad December 14th, 2007. I was only 15 when he died and I'm 18 now. It hasn't really gotten any easier for me. I'm still grieving and I don't think the pain will ever go away. I was a daddy's girl and he meant more to me than words can convey. I'll never understand why he was taken away from me. The night be died was completely unexpected. I didn't even get to say, "I love you", "Goodbye" or anything I would've ever dreamed of saying to him as those final words. I have so many unanswered questions. I don't know how to continue on. Life is so unfair.