We both went downstairs to watch some television. I was getting bored, and also thinking of my dad. He would be proud of me right now, at least I think.
“Angela?” I asked her.
“Yeah?” She asked, her eyes still glued to the television.
“What do you think my dad would say? If he saw me right now?” I looked her in the eyes, and she met my gaze when I was finished speaking.
“I think he would be very proud of you Lacey,” she said, I just looked at her, and for once I felt okay talking about him.
“I really miss him,” I looked down and got rid of the tears in my eyes, and looked up, to find Angela’s eyes just as watery as mine.
“I know sweetheart. But you know what? It’s okay to miss him, it’s okay to grieve, it’s okay to talk about it.”
“Sometimes, I feel like I shouldn’t be having fun, like I shouldn’t do anything he can’t do, because he isn’t here to enjoy it with me.”
“Now, how do you think he would feel if you sat around all day moping? I bet he is really happy right now becuase you decided to go back to school.”
I looked at Angela with a few tears still in my eyes, but kept listening.
“Lacey, I know it’s hard to talk about him, and I know it’s hard to go every day without your dad. I understand, I really do, I lost my mom when I was 17, it is very hard, especially at your age. You have to make the best of it though sweetie, and talking helps. It really does.” She said, she had more tears than I did.
“I know, I just want to be strong though, like, if I don’t talk about it, than that’s a good thing, and if I do, than I am doing something bad. I just wanna do the right thing.”
“You are, you are going back to school, you made good decisions the whole time we have been together, you are the perfect daughter, and I am sure he can see that.”
“You think so?” I asked.
“Positive.” Angela said as she leaned over to hug me.
I started crying real hard, and so did she. We both sat there and hugged. After a while I was calmed down, the same for Angela, so she rubbed my back one last time and we sat up straight.
