It's so hard getting excited about a new year. When all I can't think about is how it's just another year you didn't make it to. What's it at now? 5 years? 5 years without you dad. Even though you were only a step dad, you were still my dad. Why the hell did you have to die. You were the dad that cared. But I guess this so called "God" decided I should be left with the one who doesn't.












