"Daddy", he's been gone for almost 16 years and i still remember the night he died, like it was yesterday. i lost a part of myself that night. that large piece of my heart that broke off when i walked around the door of his room in hospital. he was so still and so pale. i went through a deep state of depression after that not caring if i lived or died. my relationship with a boyfriend and many relationships with my friends failed because i didn't know how to express to them what i was feeling. all i knew was destruction of my life and anyone's life who entered my path. the really sad part was this was not at all me and he would have been so disappointed in that. today i do everything in his honor living up to what i think he would have wanted me to be. What a wonderful father he was!!!!
