December 13th

  1. This day, many years ago, I lost my dad
  2. I was 11
  3. And I can remember almost every detail of that day as it would have happened in a movie
  4. I am 24 now, and I am able to go about this day feeling only slightly blue, but blue regardless
  5. Whenever someone learns this about me, it's a weird situation since I feel like they think it's sadder for me than it actually is
  6. I was so little, and can remember so little of him
  7. It's almost like I wasn't a whole person before he passed, and his parting was the moment I started to become me
  8. My mom made sure I grew up knowing only the best about him — and the rest of my family also make sure I know how much I am like him
  9. He was joyful, kind, generous. He had many friends, and loved hosting parties for no specific purpose. He loved my mom, and cared for everyone in his life.
  10. This is the very first time I am writing about him in a public form, and as I write this, I am not sure I will hit publish, or if I do, how long I'll let it stay before deleting it.
  11. I don't really know there is a point to this list other than sharing this piece of me with you. That's all.