The last month and a half has been so trying. I feel as if half of my heart has been ripped out. I really did not realize just how big of a part my Dad played in my life. But it was huge. I buried my Dad on October 31st. He was battling his health for so long and I am so happy that he is not an any pain anymore. But I am selfish I really want him here with me. I'm finally starting to come to terms with the fact that he isn't here anymore, but every time something he said or did will pop into my head and I feel like a can't handle again.
Trusting that He will make things right if I surrender to His will...
♥ Ashley
