There are million thoughts flying up my mind and just don’t know how to put them into a words  

I have been dealing with depression since the day he left. 

Because no one ever told me there would be a day in which dad needed me and I just simply couldn't do anything.

I did assit him to do the CPR. I was in shock at the moment as in a couple of minutes dad was gone in my arms. 


Journal reads: 


A silent moment. A deep breath. 

Since the day you’ve left, my heart broke into million pieces. And I try so hard to remember you because there’s a fear of mine of forgetting you one day, and, honestly, I don’t want that to happen.

Your voice. Your smell. Your warmth.

I have always admired you and loved you.

You mean the whole world to me. The day you’ve left, I did not only lose you, but my best friend, the person that knows me more that anyone in this world, my therapist, my first teacher in life. Thanks to you I am who I am.

Daddy, you were one of a kind. My superheroe. My everything.

Love you always.


GingerBread Ladies: Dapper

Back in 2016 I made a page about my dad using this kit as my dad's fave colors are black and gold. He loved it so much. Dad always supported this hobby of mine. I had a long 2 year break from this digiworld, now I am using it as my source of comfort and creativity and therapy.

Splatters from GBL Making Memories

Arrow and button from GBL Stick to it