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Comment by dream moon JO B on January 13, 2016 at 4:27pm

plus i miss all silly krazy stuff i do evn ebrasin stuf i do its hhm days hav gon im it wz funny lk it wz yrs go thm days hav gon coz im sad i pt a fals smill on say im grt im not i thng we all do say we grt but we not coz we miss evry 1 we do

its not slf pity its not

iv ben lk ths sisne i told it wz slf pity but its not its coz of loss so mysh mush loss u cud say 

Comment by dream moon JO B on January 8, 2016 at 1:00pm

its missin loss it kills me

Comment by Felicia on January 6, 2016 at 11:14pm

My dad and I had a difficult and long distance relationship. My parents divorced when I was about 8 yrs old. For many years I didn't know how to feel about my dad. My dad was bipolar, way before they even called it that. I never knew which dad I was waking up to, the very happy, affectionate Daddy or the angry sometimes abusive one. There are alot of bad memories for me. Some that even left scars, you could say. But there are some good memories too. Like the Saturday mornings dad got up in a good mood and made me homemade waffles and rode me on his back. Or the time he made a swing for me and hung it high in a willow tree. I got closer to my dad the last couple of years he was alive. We began to have real father-daughter conversations, for once in my life.  He revealed to me that he had kept all my toys and my bedroom furniture packed away in his storage building. "Your hula hoop still hangs on my garage wall", he told me a few month before he died of cancer. I choked up when he told me that. You see, twenty years ago my dad moved to another state. That means that he hauled all of that stuff with him when he moved a thousand miles away to another state. For the first time in my life, I really realized that my daddy did love me. He may have been messed up mentally, but he loved me with his heart. I am actually in awe of my dad for the fact that even though he was very bipolar, he held down a job all those years, even though it was difficult, and made sure mom had money to raise me on. I understand how difficult this must have been because I have a grown son who is bipolar and sometimes has difficulty holding down a job due to his mental issues and depression. So, despite the rough times we had, I have gained respect for my father and...I love you, Daddy! I miss you...signed, your little girl.

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Comment by dream moon JO B on December 20, 2015 at 3:03pm

i no i usd driv him nuts it tims but he luvd me he did

Comment by dream moon JO B on December 7, 2015 at 4:54pm

im so sorry cynthia i am

i no u gt sic of sorry u do 

Comment by Cynthia Brockman on December 7, 2015 at 10:07am

I lost my Daddy October 13, 2015. After many years struggling with heart issues, many surgeries.. a fight like no other. My Daddy finally went home to be with Jesus! 

Bad thing is, I wasn't ready for him to go, I still am not ready for him to be gone. I miss him like crazy. 

I'm not sleeping without the aide of medicine. I have shut everyone out. I do not want company. I do not want to celebrate anything. I just want to lock myself in my house and not come out until I can come to terms with this. 

It's not fair. My daddy was such a fighter. We never gave up, and I know he didn't give up, he just gave in. The fight had been going on for so long, he just had to stop fighting and let God do what was best for him. 

But how do I come to terms with it? How do I come to accept that he is gone and he is never coming back? How do I continue to live life the way he would of wanted and encouraged me to do? I just simply do not know how to anymore. 

I live alone as all my children are grown with children of their own. Used to be I enjoyed their visits, their occasional spending the night, now, I don't want anyone here. I just want to be left alone. I go to work, I come home to my Dog. This is my life now. This is all I have now. I don't know how to do anymore than I am already doing!

Comment by dream moon JO B on November 23, 2015 at 3:24pm

herd a song yday it had me cryin it did song it wz playd it my dads funrell 

set me off

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