April 8, 2010 is the date when i experienced my first broken heart...
the first man i loved...kissed...hugged...hated...adored...took care of...
left
although it's been years since we've been skirting the issue of goodbyes,
nothing ever prepared me to face the actual loss.
what would i give if i can be given just a minute to be with him...
to hold his hand again...tell him how much i love him, miss him.
he should never have left like that...one moment well then the next...
gone
im sorry i didn't hold your hand more, i never told you how much
i love you when things were still breezy...and how terribly i'd miss
you when your'e gone...
this is the toughest challenge of my life right now...acceptance
successes that i can't share with you
activities that we wont be doing
places that we won't be seeing
i will never forget you, 35 years we've spent together is something
that even a lifetime won't be able to erase.
"See you tomorrow" were the words that we last shared...
a promise that never happened.
I guess "See you soon" would have been more appropriate...
but who could've known?
I love you Papa...i miss you.
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