coat

i know this will probably be weird to some people but, it makes sense to me.

the day that daddy died, i was sitting on his bed holding his coat. my grip was so tight and i was covering my face with it, crying!
i kept smelling him.
i could smell the paint, the deodorant, old spice and just him.

i took the coat with me. and everyday i would hold it and smell it. i dont know why really but it seemed to make me feel better, like he was sitting there with me.

december 20th will be 10 years.... and i have kept that coat all these years.
i have worn it in the snow and cold. i have held it over my head to keep the rain from getting my hair wet. and in all this time, all these years... i can still smell him!

but the other day i had to wash it.
and now his scent is gone!

i am so sad!

i just really miss him, ya know!?