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I've been feeling kind of bad for not writing anything lately. I feel like my dads passing brought me down so low and no matter how much I tell myself to get up, I just can't. I've been depressed before. This is more like being broken.
Sowly but surely I'm getting there. Because despite all the sad and hurt I've been going through, there has been a lot of good too. I miss writing happy things and feeling strong and secure. My dad would smack me for saying it, but I'm not sure I will fully be these things without him. But that doesn't mean I can't try right.
I uploaded almost all my photos from our trip out to san Diego, so I will be sharing some, and I have liver clinic next week so I can actually update on that. After all, that's why I started this blog! I hope everyone has had a wonderful summer so far. I know some of you are back to school, but we have one week left and I better get off my butt and make the most of it!
I haven't been around (online) much lately. Partly because I've been busy with the everyday things and mostly because I'm still broken over losing my dad and everything I write ends up about my pain and hurt. Now, I've always been one to share my feelings here no matter what they were but this is just to much to wrap my mind around.
I've been so busy because I haven't let myself slow down. I've read through 5 books since we got back, steam cleaned my carpet, been a laundry nazi and busy in the kitchen, trying new recipes and food. But the truth us that I'm a bloody freaking mess right now and I'm doing my best to not be. And by bloody, I mean literally my bloodwork has been off the charts since getting back. I've got the bruises to back them up too.
With each passing day I feel a little better. Even if its just the tiniest bit, its a step in the right direction. What's happened is done and there isn't anything I can do to bring him back. Not even for one quick hug. The ones where just when you think he's gonna let go he squeezes harder. That my friends were the bear hugs I loved so much. One of the things I will miss the most!