Missing my papi

If you know Spanish you probably thought "Oh no another blogg about an ex" Well that's not the papi I'm referring to. I'm referring to mi papa, mi apa, my dad, the old man. I miss my Dad and after 4 long years I still miss him.

I still find myself yelling for him when I get home "apa, apa, apa" but he never answers. I don't expect him to answer, I just miss having those words come out of my mouth. I will never have the chance to say "apa" ever again. I hate the reality of it!

The reason why this entry was triggered was due to taxes, yes I said taxes. I'll explain.
Last night I was doing my taxes and I got to the part where the IRS asks.... Do you want to contribute to?......
Wildlife foundation, MS , breast cancer and so on. Well, they didn't have Prostate Cancer on there this year. I usually donate to the Prostate Cancer fund and it wasn't on there. So my 3 bucks went to Multiple Sclerosis and I was left thinking about my dad.

I miss him very much.

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