dwayne1115
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It's just passed 3 30AM, and I can't sleep. Today is Father's day, a day in which for so long I have hated. I lost my dad when I was 13 years old, and it was one of the saddest things to happen to me. Every father's day I think of him, and all the laugihter we shared. There are times when i will think or say a joke or see a show or cartoon that we use to watch, and think he is still here with me, but deep down knowing he is not. I just wish I could have told him that i loved him just one more time, or hugged him one last time.
He was such a great man he fought for not only this country but he also fought as a police officer for the very town I was born and raised in, and now the town where I am trying to start a family.
Sometimes I think and pray for just one more day. For him to come back for one day and say "Son I'm proud of you" and then some how fix any problems that i have in my life.
This is how i feel I love my Dad and miss him. I just needed to let it out.
He was such a great man he fought for not only this country but he also fought as a police officer for the very town I was born and raised in, and now the town where I am trying to start a family.
Sometimes I think and pray for just one more day. For him to come back for one day and say "Son I'm proud of you" and then some how fix any problems that i have in my life.
This is how i feel I love my Dad and miss him. I just needed to let it out.