I don't know why but I am thinking that all the happiness I had the past 4 days, that I don't miss daddy. I miss him every day, I miss all the things we used to do. I know I shouldn't be sad, but I guess the reason why is that Monday will be 2 months that he will be gone. I said I was thru counting and all but I guess it just got brought in because of the holiday coming Monday. I know in my heart that I am glad he isn't here in pain and all and I have all of yall who are here for me. Some days I am so happy and it doesn't seem like he's gone but then I come back in the house and it feels like something missing and there is. Daddy is. My strength is growing and my faith is growing, just like Daddy would have liked. I can remember the day I got on here and yall started talking about wrestling, he was outside cooking and everytime he came in I said look daddy, isn't these people fun, everyday after that he always asked me what was my crazy friend up to. I know yall will be here for me, but I can't say thanks enough to yall. I Just Thanks God For Yall.