January 2011
i can't take this. i can't even stand to look at...
yet another place where you faulted:
you guys promised that i could come with you to let his ashes go. time comes around; am i with you? no. do i get the chance to come? no. but of course you have the nerve to call and tell me that you did it on my birthday. what’s wrong with you?
three more hours, daddy. '
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princessofpeace:
you’re beautiful | phil wickham
how inconsiderate could you guys be?
i know i have the same thought every year. but every year my question goes unanswered.
i don’t care how young i may have been. i was old enough to understand that daddy was sick. but no. you guys just kept promising me he would come visit on my birthday, or for christmas, or that we could visit him for his birthday. i didn’t know where he went....
i'll always be your little girl, dad. always.
i hate how everyone is excited around holidays; for me, holidays are the worst days of the year. that’s when i miss you the most. and new year’s is even worse. because it’s your birthday. and no matter what i do, no matter how many times i pray, you’re not coming back. and i miss you so much. and there’s absolutely nothing i can do about it.
it's our song, daddy. ♥ →
it’s been on repeat all day. just like always. i miss you. <3
tomorrow's your birthday, daddy. and i'll be...
four more hours. i’m counting them down. dreading every second.
god. how am i gonna make it through tonight? and worst of all. tomorrow?
i miss you daddy.. i miss you so much. :’(
<3
alwayssecondguessing:
I wish I were with him tonight, so we can spend the last moment of 2010 and first moment of 2011 together. I would do anything to be in his arms right now, to kiss him at midnight.
“I’m a replacement, let’s face it. A place holder for who you really want. It’s...”
– (via sheisunstoppable-)
