Wednesday, June 24, 2009


So father's day was this past Sunday and it killed me. I didn't want it to, but all I could think about was how I had failed my father in a million little ways. A good friend reminded me that there were two people in our relationship and that the "failures" go both ways, but it still hurts me to know that I couldn't be there for him when he needed me.

I still Love you Dad. I hope that some how you know that.

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