My dad is gone and everything is set with his funeral. My concern now is my mom. I love her dearly and I am here for her now. My dad would have wanted us to be here.
I took some time out and got away last night. I went home and just freaked out. I sat in my room and sobbed. I have this picture frame with the mini frames in it. It has some of my most favoritest pictures in it. One of my dad picking a lemon squeezy bottle off the ceiling like it was a lemon. There's one of my mom and dad in front of my 75 cutlass on their 25th wedding anniversary.
I for real miss my daddy. :(