Some days are like the caramel filled ones, delicious and warm.
Other days are like the orange taffy crap, sticky, messy, and not very good.
But they are all still chocolates, and can there really be bad chocolate?
I mean, yes. There can be. But lately I have been able to stay positive and happy.
It's been 10 months 29 days 3 hours some minutes since my daddy left this world. With the one year "anniversary" coming up, it's been harder to stay positive.
I miss him.
I hate that he is gone.
A fucking year. It went so fast. And so slow.
I don't believe in a certain God. But whatever is out there in the great beyond, give me strength. Help me to not fall into the depths of despair as this time of year is filled with all those "last" memories. Help me to remember the love, and the people who held me up when my legs were weak. Who dried my tears when I thought they would never stop. Who showed up even when I didn't ask them to.
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