October 26th

Today is seventeen years since my father had a very sudden heart attack and died. He was only 43. My mother was 40, I was 7 and my brother was 3.


I just want to say that if you have a father, go hug him or call him and tell him you love him. That would make me happy today. (And if you don't--hug or call your mother.)



Also, offerings of Tim/Cissie fluff would totally be accepted. Anything to get me through today.