I just realized that I haven't updated since Christmas day.

This year is not starting off well. My father died on February 9th. I was at work when my sister,Mandy,called me. She told me that my dad was not doing well and that I should probably come down to the nursing home. I left work and got there in a half hour. An hour later he died while I held his hand and my mother held the other. I still can't believe he's gone. I try to not think about it for too long because I know I'll just cry and not stop. And I can't let go like that. Not yet.

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