DAD

Writing this blog is somewhat hard but i want to do it. It's just that I am flooded with memories as I do this. It's that raw rememberance of just how much you have lost. It penetrates to the very depths of you. It is that odd tightness that starts in your throat and moves down to your chest. I am not quite sure if it is sadness, loss, both or a mix of all these feelings rolled into one. So I am not going to write a lot but just post some pictures right now.