No one can ever prepare you for the pain of losing a parent. The day my dad passed away, my whole world changed. The doctors told me that I was handling it extremely well, better than my older brothers or my mom for that fact. I think the truth is, I never handled it at all.
November 23rd, 2008 was the day everything in my life changed. One of the people I looked up to most, loved most, admired most, respected more than anyone else on this planet was gone. I was 14 at the time and I can remember thinking it wasn't fair that my older brothers got to spend those extra 3-5 years with him. That they had known him longer than I did, and maybe they were closer with him than I was. I soon realized this type of thinking wasn't doing me any good. To be perfectly honest, I realized thinking about it at all wasn't doing me any good.
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