I've held on to the fear of the unknown for all of my life, and I'm ready to let it go. I have to be okay with not knowing the whys, the hows and the whos. I have to come to terms with the fact that whether he comes back or not, I will be okay. I am worthy. That is what is I know. I am able to handle it.
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Another holiday is upon us. Father's Day. It rolls around every year at the same time. Just as summer is off and running. Normally a gorgeous day spent poolside, grilling awesome food. The drinks are usually flowing. It has the makings for the perfect Sunday, except for one minor detail. My dad is dead.