A single day. One day in my life's history that has changed me forever. People say it gets better but, really it doesn't.
I lost my father Two years ago today and it hurts like hell. I am fortunate enough to be away from my home. On vacation in Boston MA, with a friend- who was kind enough to let me visit with him. This day, today has been spent alone at the MFB and the Gardner, where I spent time viewing artists passions, muses and loves. Truly amazing how looking at paintings can change one's point if view or in my case make me forget the single most terrible day of my life.
I strive to be like dad- a good person to everyone, honest and a good friend. I hope I am living up to that, I know dad would be proud.
I can't explain how I feel. I want to cry until I sob, I want to yell at everyone that I love who is still smoking and most of all I want to hug my dad and tell him I love him an miss him.
Two years, a lot of time has passed in a blink of an eye, my life has been turned upside down- being diagnosed with MS / change of job - all I want us for my dad to be here to hold my hand. It is impossible to want and have - but nonethess it is all I need to make my life happier and satisfied.
A hug is all I need. A hug is all I want. I miss you dad and I love you!
