You were a good father to me.
You were there when I was learning how to ride a bike,
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Few kinds of grief tear greater at our soul... however, peace can come eventually, while still alive, when one does the work of healing. I wish you this peace...you write well... one day you may see how to let go and find acceptance and renewed life.
The pain that you feel is expressed ever well in your words you have written. Forgiveness is one of the hardest things to give to those that may have may have caused you pain, but it something we must do in order for our own lives to be able to move. Thank you for sharing this write with us. May your heart one day once again be filled with peace and joy. Scott
this one kinda reminds me of me a lil bit cuz i never met my real dad. so i dont know wat it felt like to have a dad then lose him. but i do have a step dad that has been here for me since i was 3. hopefully he doesnt step out of my life.
you can feel your pain... i love how you went from helping you ride to bike to letting you fall.