Losing a Parent at 28.

After a 6-year battle with Brain Cancer a brilliant, kind, and caring man was taken from this world.  My hero, my inspiration, my dad.  True he is not in any more pain, but that does not make any of this easier.  This is so freakin’ unfair.

So how do you move on…you DON’T.  There will always be a daddy-sized hole in my heart.  This F’in sucks; there’s no other way to describe it.  It just sucks!  Whether you are 5, 28, or 50, losing a parent or any loved one for that matter is not easy.

Daddy,

Thank you for being you. 

Thank you for growing a beard for me every winter when I was little because I thought is was cool (even though mom was not a huge fan of it).

Thank you for sitting through all of those Hanson concerts.

Thank you for the “just because” Dairy Queen runs.

Thank you for always being there for me.

Thank you for your love.

Thank you for EVERYTHING.

This is not good-bye; this is only until.

I love you Daddy.  You are and will be missed.

Note to my readers: I will not be back online until sometime next week.  I am sorry for those of you that have entered giveaways that will end within that week.   I will draw and contact the winners immediately upon my return. Thank you for following and thank you for understanding.