Appreciate
Late in July, my father passed away, and I went through something I'd never experienced before. My sense of time stopped as days passed without notice. I completely forgot about hunger and felt a strange resentment for people I once had feelings for.
He died from cancer. Despite his smoking habit, my dad was an incredible person. Most importantly, he was there for me when my biological father had long since disappeared. I miss him so much, and I can still feel his hands twitching as I held them at his bedside. This whole experience has taught me a hard lesson about appreciating people and the time we have with them. I find comfort knowing that, for better or worse, he is no longer in a place of pain.
I miss you, Dad.