February 13, 2007
I want to know if it hurt. Was his death as painful for him as the view was for me? Why did it have to be this way? I would do it again if I could, even if I couldnít change a thing. He was my dad. The only one Iíve ever known. The only man Iíll ever love like that. There are no compensations in death. Is he happy wherever he is? I miss him impossibly. Itís unfathomable. Today is one of those I canít believe heís really dead days. This is agony. I want to hurt him myself.