I have been without a dad for eight years now. They say time heals all wounds but I think time just numbs wounds. If I wrote about my dad's life, his accomplishments, and talents this post would be too long. While suffering with substance abuse for many years due to a car accident, my father underwent years of surgeries that led to dependency on prescripton drugs. His body had to shut down before his spirit wanted to. On the day he died, he had written in his journal, "Today is a new day and I can beat this!". And while I complain about life's struggles and hardships, I am reminded of his wise words, and so I get up every morning, breath in and out, and try to live life to the fullest! For both my dad and me.