A year has passed now, since my Dad died. Things are not the same. I am not the same person I used to be. So many dreams were shattered! So many lost hopes! There is a void in my life and my heart, a void that no one can ever fill. The world is a lonelier place without my Dad. I miss hearing his voice. I miss those weekly phone calls from him, and I even miss arguing with him. It's as though the ground has been torn from underneath me, and I am falling deeper and deeper into this void that he left. When my Dad died, part of me died with him. He was all that I had left. I have no more tears to cry, and the burning fire in my heart has left me deeply scarred. I feel numb, and I can't seem to feel anymore. It was too much for me.

Dad, I don't know what to say! I often see you in my dreams. Every time I talk to you, it makes me feel closer to where you are. In those moments I don't miss you so much anymore, because I know you can hear me. Every time I dream about you, I feel happy to see you and be able to talk to you. I just wish it was for real, ….!

I love you Dad, and I always will. You may not be with me physically anymore, but you are and will always be very much alive in my memories, my heart and (sometimes) my dreams!

I miss you dreadfully, and I always will!

Your loving daughter,

Raluca