so i have no idea why this is hitting me so hard just now ... but i suddenly came to the realization that my dad is really leaving again.
i want to go crabbing with him once more before he leaves so i called him to find out when would be good for him and there's basically one day between now and when he leaves. i've known for so long, or at least in the beginning, suspected, that he would be going back. but i guess i was in denial or something. now suddenly, here it is. he's going to be gone again.
i hate it when he's gone. i hate knowing that i can't just call to ask him something or stop by and give him a big hug. i hate my car while he's gone. i hate being afraid of something bad happening. i can't even think about that.
ugh, okay. crying at work = not such a good option. i have to stop now.
i guess just please keep my daddy in your prayers. and my mom and sisters too. it's hard at home with a piece missing.
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