Exactly two years ago today, I lost my dad. The pain of him leaving us all of a sudden is still fresh. I guess, getting over someone you love is a long and painful process. Much as I want to let go, a part of me is holding on to his memories. I keep telling myself to accept the fact that he's really gone for good but another part of me longs for my Dad. I still miss him so bad.
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