I’m mad at the world
But you probably won’t understand
I’m faced with the fact that I might lose my dad
Even though we aren’t related
He came into my life and helped make this house a home
Helped make this family whole
He showed me what real love was and more
He taught me that my parents didn’t have to define me
That their sins didn’t have to confine me
To a life of sorrow a torment
Because I was above it in that moment
You see
I was two when I met him
I ran out and the first words I spoke was
I love you daddy
Yet, you weren’t even my dad yet
But somehow I knew that you were meant to be
I felt love and light as soon as I saw you
I was just a little thing, but I swear that I remember everything
Before these past two weeks, I’d only ever seen you cry a handful of times
The first time was when I was so sick but the doctor visits weren’t covering it
The second was when you were apologizing for how you reacted because you were just reacting to the stress that you were under with the divorce
I always felt like my health issues helped it run its course
They were all so damn expensive and we could barely make ends meet
Yet I was in the hospital every other week
When you moved out of the house
I was terrified that I’d never see you again
I was worried and felt abandoned again
It took a little time sure
But you always came back
You promised that you’d always come back
You’ve shown me how a father is supposed to be
And you’ve taught me so many amazing things
But two weeks ago marked the first time that I’d seen you cry in a very long time
And I swear that I’m petrified
We were waiting to find out, but now we know
The cancers back and it’s running it’s full course
Now I’m scared that I might lose the only dad that I’ve ever really know
I’m terrified that I might lose the man who helped make this family whole
I just wish that I could take your pain away, and promise you another day
But to my dismay
These things are out of my hands
And I know that I shouldn’t be
But I’m mad a god
Because you’re still so young
Cancer is an awful thing
It feels like it’s terrorizing me
But who am I to think about how this is affecting me
Because you’re the one who has to live with this ugly awful thing
I’m petrified because I might lose you
When I’ve just barely began to understand you
About the Creator
Abigail Rose
Writing helps me heal.
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