It is a new month and I cannot believe we are entering the second full month without my father. I miss him a lot. I know he would be wanting to spend time with me and watch various shows or movies. I know he would be busting me for the Patriots losing their superstar QB. I know he would be disappointed that there is no baseball to watch. He would be sitting on the chair, waiting for my mom and I to come home. I miss him. I know life goes on, but...it still sucks without him. In a month, I have made many mistakes, I am not proud of a lot of them. I have tried to help my mom with shopping, laundry, driving, and being there for her. But I know I am not my father and I am sure she misses him a lot. Maybe someday, she'll see him again...just hopefully not anytime soon. Night all.