I feel so much better with the sun out. When it’s not I feel like a zombie for the most part. I’m sitting with my dad and he’s asleep and sometimes I think I wish God would take him while I’m here because I hate the thought of me not being here if he goes.  I know God will take us when he wants but sometimes I feel I don’t want him to go. I know he’s sick and don’t want to go to the Doctors anymore but it makes it so hard sometimes just thinking will this be the day? It can be hard sometimes? I mean I’m not old but I could go first before him.  No one knows. Life can be hard that’s for sure but I come from a strong family so I know I can deal with this.