Losing a parent was not the easiest experience ever. I was 11 when my father died. I was very young but I was very mature for my age. I went every where with my dad I even took him to most of his appointments.
My dad passed away from a brain tumor. At first I didn't know what a brain tumor was. I called my mom and told her daddy has a brain tumor by the sound of her voice I knew that it was not good at all. I was daddy's little girl the last thing that I wanted to think about was not having my father by my side. My whole life was breaking down but I knew that I had to be brave for my family.
Today dealing with my father's death is still hard for me. My high school graduation is coming up and I wish that my dad was there to see me graduate. I know that he will be there in spirit but seeing him would be much better. At least I know that I have become the daughter that my dad will be proud of.
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