Remembering

This Saturday will be five years since my dad passed away. He died of colon cancer. I miss him everyday. Watching my dad die was one of the hardest things. I don't wish it upon anyone. The hardest thing I think, was having to watch him day by day slowly slip away. I was with him for the last month of his life and it was very hard for me to see him go from being fine to not being able to walk, talk, or to even reconize me in the end. It's like a movie reel in my head that keeps playing over and over again. I don't know if that 's a good or bad thing. If I were truly to believe one thing in my life that makes since I would have to say that my dad's dieing is one of the reasons why my daughter is here today. I truly believe that she is one of the reasons my dad had to leave this earthly life to go and find my daughter and because of that dealing with my dad's death is a little easier everytime I see her face and hear her laugh. Some of the things I miss about my dad are his hugs. I miss the talks we had and the comforting voice he had that just made everything all better. I do feel sad for my mom though she is living alone now and misses her companion too, but we'll all see each other again right?