Today I saw a picture of my father. I cried when I saw it. I fought hard to hold back the tears. I haven't seen him in such a along time. I missed his face. I really miss him. I wish he was here so I can hug him. It's hard even typing this without crying.
When I think that I could see him in the future, it really is what heals my heart. His death was one of the main reasons I wanted to die when I was younger. I have some news. My wife Arlene told me last night that she is pregnant again.
She loves being a mother and I love being a father. I'm very proud of my children.
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