today was hard. when we decided to keep the reservations daddy made in canada, we knew he would have wanted us to go. i knew it would be tough but i guess at the time i didn't realize just how tough. less than two weeks until we set off and this afternoon we went to cabelas to pick up some new rain pants for d and some other odds and ends we needed and it was so hard not call him on the phone to ask which size hook or what pound test line. i got out a suit case today and started packing, and i was thinking about how he would probably already be packed, have all the stops planned on the way, and know the full weather report for the time we will be going.
i am so angry he is gone, all i can think to myself is "it's not fair" and i just want to curl up in a ball and cry and hide and right now i could care less how selfish that sounds to anyone else. i know it won't bring him back, i know that it isn't up to me and that i'm not "supposed" to be angry, but right now, i am. he should be going on this trip, in the flesh, living and breathing and laughing. he should be able to answer when i call, he should be able to hug me and to tell me stories but he's not, and he won't be able to ever again as long as i'm alive.
i don't want a billion dollars.
i don't want a perfect life.
all i want is my daddy back.
:-(
Monday, August 25, 2008
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