Today Would Be Dad's Birthday

Today, January 29, was my dad's birthday. He passed away last August though. My mother nor my sister told me he had passed away August 11th. I found out through my then fiance via the Internet on August 23rd. I can't believe it's been 5 months and 18 days since he's been gone but it has. Today he would have been 70. To me, that's still pretty young. He worked until he died. Maybe that was his problem. But for me, my biggest problem is that in my mind he's still alive but in reality he is not. I never said good-bye and maybe that's why he's still alive to me. I was never invited to the funeral and haven't spoken to my mother or anyone else in my "family" since. I will never forgive them for never telling me. The internet has got to be the worst way to find out you lost a loved one. I don't want to write about it anymore. It makes me sad to remember how I felt days after finding out.

Tata for now.