Daily routine
Wake up, work, karate, home, sleep.
Still does not feel the same.

I laugh but then I cry inside
I feel so lonely,
Even with my honey sitting by my side.

Can't share my pain
Can't talk about it,
Tears start forming, thightness in my throat,
Pain in my chest, anxiety now rules my life.

Nothing is the same.

Sadness














It's almost three months since Dad passed.....
my heart aches.....
my soul is injured....
there is rain and storm, thunder, lightning,
fury and anger....
there is not a moment when I do not think of him.
My strong father, my guardian,
the peacemaker between my mom and I.....
I am not the same anymore, never will be again.
Oh my dad....I miss you so much!