Missing You, Papa

Today is a hard day for me. It is the anniversary of losing my father and no matter how many years pass, it still hurts the same. I went outside, sat down, and just let myself feel everything for a while.

He would be proud of me, I think. I work hard, I take care of myself, and I do not depend on anyone I cannot trust. Everything I have right now I built with my own effort and a little help from people who believe in me.

On days like this I do not feel like being flashy or funny. I just want to sit somewhere quiet and remember the person who taught me to be strong. He gave me that and nobody can take it away.

Tomorrow I will be back to my usual self. But today is for him.