I miss my dad.

[conuly]

I really do. I don't want to be all melodramatic about it, but... I miss him. It's been fully half my life, and here I am sitting crying because I miss my dad.

Daddy was always the person who made a big deal about holidays, especially christmas, getting a tree and putting tinsel chains all around the living room. I always loved the holidays too, but Jenn and Mommy aren't such great fans, so after he died, we didn't really make that big a deal out of them anymore.

Or on my birthday, for the class parties, I never once got a cake (like everybody else), I got pastries (eclairs, often) or marzipan. I remember my 4th grade birthday party, we didn't play games or whatnot, instead my dad stayed late and told everyone stories about his life. I didn't exactly appreciate that then, but I was the only one.

Anyway, I don't have a point to all this. *shrugs*

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