Wednesday
Dear Diary,
it has been two weeks since my Dad passed on. i continue to miss him. i continue to feel guilty when i forget that he is gone.
i am guilty of being glad he is no longer suffering or bound to his bed.
i wish the moments i had stayed home because of my health- i had not given in and went to him any way. i wish there had been more photo's. i wish i had owned a video recorder and been able to capture his spirit on film.
i guess i have a lot of regrets. i hope my regrets become advise for others. that they not let opportunities go by. that they grab the camera and get a camcorder.
oh, well... this is the point where dad would say, it doesn't matter. so :blush: i'l close.
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