So My Dad died ....

I have been drafting this one I'm my head for a while now, I genuinely don't know to talk about this one . A lots a month ago my dad passed and I really miss him . I have been trying to do my best to move on but sometimes it's hard. I recently graduated from college I had saved my dad some cake since he couldn't make it to my graduation party . He was really sick my mum had to rush him to the hospital. I thought he'd pull out of this one like usual and be okay but ... A few days ago while I was going through my fridge I come across the cake I was saving for him , and I remembered how I am never going to see him again and that sucks a lot . Since his funeral I have been trying to just move on u know. Not let it way me down and just keep myself busy. I don't know y I decided to write this. But I guess is that I realized that am waiting to get a call from him . Last time we talked I called him . I just wanted to check on him , he had been in the hospital for a couple of days . I remember how he sounded he was happy and it seemed like he was doing okay, he was even supposed to be discharged that day . I guess sometimes sh** happens .

Thank you for hearing me talk . I hoped that talking about It Would Make me feel better but to be honest I feel a lot worse talking about it. I makes it real which hurts a lot . I Know the title seems so nonchalant but I really didn't know what to put their . I hope it's okay .