Topic: my dad
My dad always was an inspiration- especially when it came to music- he introduced me to most of my stuff- especially the clasic rock stuff and bluesy stuff- he was my hero- he was awesome and listened to the coolest music (that my mom hated!). And he has not been so well in recent years.
And so for those that dont know- my dad died this morning. And to say that i am completely and utterly devastated- it doesnt even come close to how i am feeling right now. I have never hurt so bad in all my life. and in the later years- we werent so close- being separated by the great pond we like to call the Atlantic doesn't help. But despite all that- it hurts all the same if not... worse.
I have never attended a funeral and i always dreaded one for the fact that i dont know how i will react- but now i am scared of how i will react because just looking at my dads face in pictures and imagining him not alive anymore almost kills me with pain.
so much so im not sure i can continue writing further as i have been unable to see the screen since i typed the first sentence. im hoping to fly out this week. This was not the way i wanted to visit family again. This is not how i wanted to see my dad again. this was not how i wanted Caitlyn to see my dad again.
WHY? Why now? Is all i can ask myself. i wasnt ready for this. He was 50 years old. this is just killing me inside. How am i going to get throught the next 24 hours? Other than sheer determination and this blinding headache i have that wont go away god damnit.
I AM NOT READY FOR THIS. please just rewind the last 24 hours so i can better prepare myself for this heartache.
Im done. And i guess Ill see you all when we get back... thanks everyone xxx