Monday, February 1, 2016
I know we always fought, and we never got along, but I miss you. And it hurts to see my mother in this state, and it just hurts me to know that you're gone. It still doesn't feel like it. I hope when I'm in my room now'a'days, that I'll hear you yelling slightly "Honi I'm homee" and then I'll hear the dogs start barking and you shuffling across the kitchen floor into the living room and sitting on the couch.. I'm shocked I'm saying this but, I miss you eating all my sweets and candies. I just miss you in general.. and I'm sorry for never listening to you and being a "stubborn teen" and I'm sorry for being rude.. I wish I could go back for my mom, and for myself. We all miss you..