Tue Jan 7 20:06:13 MST 2020 There has got to be some reason for these thoughts. Whatever thoughts come into my mind, I mean they have to have a reason right? Worry, regret, things I can’t control. Everything else which simply can’t be understood or controlled…things like that. I don’t know what to do with these thoughts. People tell me to simply forget about them. Let them go. Who’s to know how that’s meant to work out. I don’t have a clue. I wish I did. That would be nice, but I don’t. I mean, if life is meant to be simple…a breeze, something we’re meant to accomplish well into our 90s etc, if we live that long. Then aren’t we suppose to be able to do something with it? Aren’t we meant to be able to accomplish something and just be there for each other? No matter what happens? Life comes and goes, it’s not meant to be out there out there, but here we are. We don’t know what happens all the time. We don’t know what goes on when we aren’t listening or aren’t watching. We simply don’t ...
Dear Dad,
I miss you. Let’s face it. I miss you everyday that you’re not here. There isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think, I miss my dad. I need my dad here with me. But I know that’s not possible. I suppose it’s never quite possible when you’re not here to call and talk to. I know why that is, but it doesn’t meant I have to like it. Not in the least.
Oh well, what am I supposed to do about it? Not much I’m afraid. It would be a miracle if I could understand what I’m meant to do about any of it really. Life doesn’t get better or easier since you’ve been gone. So many things are happening and I need your guidance here, now, with me. I need you dad.
Love,
Kyle
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