i would have bought him some new music.
and a birthday card from cash.
we would have spent the day celebrating his 50th birthday.
i would have been happy.
instead, i feel hollow.
heartbroken that he's no longer here with me.
never a day goes by that i don't think about him. miss him. cry.
some times the pain is dull - others as fresh as it was 7 months ago.
it will be with me for the rest of my life.
i love you daddy.