Day 1202:
After twelve-hundred and two days without my dad, I can say that I continue to walk the path of healing.  I have come to terms with that fact that he is gone and I won't meet him again until I die, or Christ comes.  I have also come to terms with that fact that I have to share my mom's attention.  I am not an only child.  I have a younger brother who has serve emotional damage from my dad's death.  I can't say that I don't, but mine just isn't as profound.  I went from being the center of attention (when appropriate), to being shoved aside because my brother has too much going on for my mom to deal with my pain.  That's a lot to put on a sixteen year old.  I may be going to college in two years, but I'm still a child and I still need attention just like every other kid out there.  I am not writing this blog to vent to cyberspace.  I'm writing this blog to say what I can't say out loud.
                                                                                                         - A Healing Child