I love my Dad and I can’t believe I haven’t heard his voice for this long. I can’t believe I haven’t been able to give him a hug or hear him tell me how proud he is.

My Dad was my role model, my hero and my mentor. It is very hard living without him.

I wish he was here to see me get a good job, a car, a house, a husband and wonderful children. I wish he waited just a bit longer. I was going to make sure he had everything he wanted.

I feel depressed sometimes because the more days pass by, the longer it is that he has been gone.

Everyone told me time heals all wounds, but why am I still bleeding two years later?

Why do I still feel this deep void ? Why do I feel nauseous ?

Some days are better than others but I know healing comes in waves.

I have come a long way from January 3rd 2016 and I know I will only get stronger and more determined in the years to come.

It is very evident that my Dad is guiding me and protecting me.

Matito, I hope you are resting peacefully. No matter how old I get, I will always be your Temboom.

You taught me to be courageous and I will be just that.

I know everything happens for a reason so I won’t stop believing.

I love you past death Daddy. Take Care.

Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comfortedMatthew 5:4

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