R.I.P Dad
It’s almost been six months since you’ve been gone… but it’s still heavy on my heart like it happened yesterday. Sometimes I wish I would of lost you at a younger age. . I know this sounds crazy. .right? But back then I wouldn’t have known or even remembered your power, the type of man you were, all that you’d contribute to my life, all I’d be thankful for, all the moments we’d share together. . but now that’s all I have to hold onto. All I have to think about late at night while I lay in bed missing you. My 21st birthday is in exactly 4 months. . and you won’t be there to celebrate with me… sure.. I can look up at the sky, gaze at our pictures but nothing in the world can replace you being here with me. Nothing. Years. . Many years from now when I have my first child.. they will never know the type of amazing man YOU, their grandfather, was. When I prepare to become someone’s Mrs, you won’t be here to walk me down the aisle..let alone give me advice when I need it most.. pick me up when i’m down.. be my shoulder to cry on… or my text at 1A.M. to take a run to taco bell. Even on my busiest days you are the heaviest on mind. . Most days I hope I wake up screaming from this nightmare and find you laying in bed.. or in the kitchen cooking some bomb ass food. Family parties aren’t the same. . there’s too many people missing… but we try to make it work. Give everyone a kiss for me… I’ll be seeing you soon.. I love you my Angel, forever & ever 👼🏽💞
