So, I have to have another surgery here pretty soon, I have a tumor on my shoulder that could turn into skin cancer.

I don't see how people can be told stuff like this and still be happy. Truth is, I've been depressed for almost three weeks, since I lost my hero, and when the doctor told me that, it just made it 259794562403496 times worse.

Everything I do, and everyone I see remind me of my Papa, and it just makes me mad, cause I know I can't hug him for a really long time, and all I want to do is hug him, or drive him to town again, or just have a decent conversation with him.

I guess what I'm trying to get at is, no matter how mad you are at someone, forget about, whatever they did to you to make you mad, forgive them for it, life is way to short to hold grudges, because you never know when your last day is, it could be today, tomorrow, or years from now.

You could lose the greatest thing that ever happened to you, your biggest influence, your hero, the only person in the world who had faith in you, your father figure, your best friend, you go-to person. The only one who ever cared. Now he's gone, I can't believe it.

To whomever may be reading this, please take what I said into heart.