It took me a lot of time to get over his death. Many years. It shuttered me.
But i know, that if it hadn't happened, i would've been a different person.
Strangely enough, i would be a worse person.
I wouldn't have tried so hard to prove to myself that he would be proud of me, had he been alive.
And i wouldn't have strived to read so much, to be intellegent,
to be a person people will miss years after i'm gone.