It happens.
Everyone dies.
We all know this.
We all expect this.
But it is not fun for those left behind.
It never gets easier.
For me, it's getting worse.
Dad died in August...
And now I cry at the drop of a hat.
I was ok before.
And now it's harder.
Thinking about all the things he will miss.
My wedding.
My nephew growing up.
My first child.
Death fucking sucks.
But if you're still here.
Than keep on living.
It's the only thing you can do.
Live the fuck out of your life.
