I am writing to express the loss of my father in May of 2003. It is hard to believe that my father passed away almost five years ago. I am writing today, five years later because I am still grieving. I was 17 when my dad passed. He died unexpectedly due to the complications of lung cancer. It happened a week before my senior prom. I wish my dad could have seen me graduate that summer. I wish my dad could see me now. It was hard to finish off my senior year, and graduate, but I did! It is so hard to be surrounded by people who are so happy, and they have no idea how you are feeling inside. I can't help but feel selfish for focusing on how all of this has affected me. My younger brother and my mom were going through the same thing. Everyday I think about how life would be like with my dad here with us. I think about, who will walk me down the aisle when I get married? Who will take my side when everone else is against me? Me and my dad were so close, and so much alike. We had a special bond from the day I was born. My mom remembers when I was a baby and I used to stand in my crib in the morning and say, "come get me Da." I remember being underneath cars with him as he repaired engines. Its the good memories that I choose to remember, because they make me most happy, and I know that is how my father would have liked to be remembered.