So, I have to have another surgery
here pretty soon, I have a tumor on my shoulder that could turn
into skin cancer.
I don't see how
people can be told stuff like this and still be happy. Truth is,
I've been depressed for almost three weeks, since I lost my
hero, and when the doctor told me that, it just made it
259794562403496 times worse.
Everything I do, and
everyone I see remind me of my Papa, and it just makes me mad,
cause I know I can't hug him for a really long time, and all
I want to do is hug him, or drive him to town again, or just have
a decent conversation with him.
I guess what I'm
trying to get at is, no matter how mad you are at someone, forget
about, whatever they did to you to make you mad, forgive them for
it, life is way to short to hold grudges, because you never know
when your last day is, it could be today, tomorrow, or years from
now.
You could lose the
greatest thing that ever happened to you, your biggest influence,
your hero, the only person in the world who had faith in you,
your father figure, your best friend, you go-to person. The only
one who ever cared. Now he's gone, I can't believe
it.
To whomever may be
reading this, please take what I said into
heart.