It has been 6 months or so since my dad left. I miss him so much..Every now and then I still think about him and it hurts knowing that I can't hug or talk to my dad anymore.. it hurts whenever I thought about the fact that I wasn't there at my dad's side when he was sick the whole time..Sometimes it scares me to think that memories of my dad might fade away. I'd rather feel the pain and choose not to let go just to keep those memories alive. I love you, daddy...