Today is the day that my dad is given his final goodbye from this world.
Last night was the wake and I cannot say that I survived as well as I thought I would. Certain individuals trigger emotions that I stayed at home harboring deep inside. To see all of my family and friends show up in support of the man who loved his family more than life itself was beautiful.
I’m nervous, scared, and honest don’t know how I am suppose to hold up today. Send me some good vibes, because this is the hardest truth I’ve ever had to face. Father’s Day will never be the same. Thanksgiving and Christmas will have a certain emptiness to them without his jovial laugh and constant reminders of how its all about the family. Through it all, I know that it will get better and eventually a sense of peace will come over me. My daddy, my guardian angel will always be at my side.
“And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.” -Khalil Gibran