Visiting My Dad


Today we visited my dad’s grave for the first time. It was surreal seeing his name engraved in marble. My reaction wasn’t what I thought it was going to be which is strange. I know everyone grieves differently but it seems like I am going through some motions here and I want to feel something. Dad, I miss you so much. Rest in power. To infinity and beyond.

(Please do not reblog, thank you.)