As Miley Cyrus said in her song "Malibu," "I never would've believed you if three years ago you told me I'd be here writing this song"
I never would've believed anyone that I would be an online creator on a very popular platform. I also never would've believed you that I would be writing an article about how my dad passed away before he, or I, was ready. I wouldn't believe you if you told me any of the articles I've written.
Three years ago my dad passed away, and three years ago my life turned on its side. In the past three years, I have changed more than I ever thought possible. When my dad left us it was six weeks after my 16th birthday, and now I am 19.
I've graduated high school and am about to be a sophomore in college. In this time I've grown up so much and figured out so much about what I want to do with my life.
Three years ago I didn't think I would even be able to go to college because my life was so chaotic. Three years ago I was sadder than I have ever been in my life. I also received support from more people than I can count. (Almost) everyone in my life showed me so much love, and I am still so incredibly grateful.
Fast-forward three years and while I am able to live my life like a normal person again, I'm still hurting a lot. People tend to think that "time heals everything." And yeah, with time comes some healing, but I'm not ever going to be completely OK ever again.
So after about a month, the support decreased significantly. And no, I'm not trying to make anyone feel bad at all, it's natural for everyone to move on. But a month after losing the most important person in your life, you're not going to be OK. After three years I'm still not okay. In 10 years or 30 years I still will think about him every day, I promise.
So while you may not even think that this affects me and I start meeting people who don't even know that this is a part of my life, it is, very much so. Three years doesn't make a huge difference.
After three years I can say that my head is above the water, but my arms are still being weighed down. I will love my dad endlessly for the rest of my life, but I will keep living my life no matter how hard it is.
Everything I do will be in his memory and in his honor for the rest of my life. It feels like I just hugged him yesterday, but it also feels like it has been forever since I last heard him laugh. He'll always be my best friend because nothing can replace the relationship we have, and I would never want anything to.



















