May 22,2009-Friday

Losing the people you love are the hardest parts in life. The hardest part of losing someone, is saying good-bye for the last time...even though you don't know it's the last time while you say it. I remember when my daddy left...it was on my 2nd birthday. He didn't even say good-bye. He just walked out the door. I never saw him again. Eleven years later, he turned up in Canada with my two older sisters and my mommy. Finding out someone's leaving is hard, but unreal in a way. You can't possibly imagine them leaving until it finally happens. The hardest part is trying not to cry as you wath them walk away. When Bruno leaves, I know I'll cry...I'll be sobbing my heart out...going over the few memories we managed to make in the short time we had together. The very hardet part..watching them walk away...and wondering if you'll ever see them again. </3