Jan
19
2012
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Posted 1 week ago 
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I ran to him that morning and found him laying there…did I do all that I could? A question that I have been trying to avoid, trying to suppress. If I had found him just a little sooner, would that have helped? I still see that morning so vividly, as clear as the sky after it cries. This is an image I don’t think I’ll ever be able to erase. Was his spirit already gone while he was in my arms? Did he die in my arms that morning? I try my best not to cry in front of my mom, I try my best to be strong. My dad gave me strength when he was still with us, he still gives me strength even when he’s gone. But sometimes I don’t want to be strong, I want to cry on his shoulders. I miss him.
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