Well the reason why I wrote this, is because my father passed away last summer. He passed away in Mexico, and I could go to his funeral. Which killed me inside. Now I've been working hard this year. I planed to go visit his grave on May, after my birthday. I really hate that I have to see my father like this, but I just got so much to let out. So much that I need to say to him. Which I could do it now, but it just doesn't feel right to me. Plus I miss him.