
I miss and think of my dad every day, that is something that won’t ever go away.
Growing up my dad was always there for us. He was a hard worker and did whatever he could to support his family financially.
As we grew older my mom and dad started to grow apart and separated I was around 18 at the time.
I think I was around 21 at the time when my dad left for Mexico because his mother had passed away. He left and didn’t come back until June of this year.
Eight whole years had passed not a word from him or not being able to see him. A lot has happened in my life, I got married and had 2 kids. He wasn’t there.
With all my heart I Forgive him.
With his return back I soon found out he had colon cancer and only had 1 month to live.
I didn’t want to waste my time on negative feelings. Every day I spent I told him I loved him and just to be able to hug and kiss him one last time is all that I could ever ask for. I forgive you, Dad.



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