Monday, February 26, 2007

Death and life converged into memory
why is it so hard to get over deth. The painful thaughts of what the prosesses of it is is unbarable. and yet somehow you find a way to live tthrough the good memorys but hiding behind every memory is the unforgetable pain. that pain that sucks at you like a black hole. But then you think that they have gone on to a better place. well i dont understand why they say all of this but i guess it couldent hurt to try to understandm My dad has a week to live and i am bloging these five days in remembrance of what went through my head at the time so i can understand myself better. i have lives with my dad for one third of my life and he is the most important person in my life he is the one who was there for the first few years of my constructive life the most important time and i am so greatfull for that and for those that didnt know there father i am so sorry trully i am i may not know what you went through but i am trully unforgetibly sorry. no one should go through that unless there father was a bad person. but anyway as i was saying he did everything he could to make my life good and he did do a great job there were times shat we didnt get along but that was constructive to it helped me unerstand that life wasent always great sometimes it was absolutly horible. then i was without my permission tooken away from him my mom was given cusdity over me that was hard but i coped with it and it turned out to be one of the second greatest times of my life even though i only got to see my dad every other weekend it was still an experience that if not happend probibly could have killed me because i was constantly roming around whitecounty i could have been kidnepped so i am gratefull that it happend i finally started school and that was not the funnest thing i would not be the person i am today if not for the people i met at that school because it turned me into the kind person that i dont let on to be. ------to be continued--
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