Love is there, even when its gone.

❤❤❤❤Love Is There, Even When It's Gone.❤❤❤❤
❤Kelly Radde❤

When I was just 7 years old, I had experienced things not all 7 year olds experience everyday. I had always been a happy little girl, thanks to my dad! We would play dolls, I would pretend to be his barber, we would cook together, and just have great bonding time. Some of our favorite things to do were gardening, fishing, and feeding the birds together. All of these things kinda turned around in 2009. My dad started getting very ill, in and out of the hospital multiple times a week. My sister and I would wake up to loud sirens, and then find out they were carrying our dad out the front door. We would go visit him in the hospital, but I couldn't stand watching my dad suffer.
My mom had to have meeting with nurses signing paper after paper for different meds and things for my dad. I would sit in the waiting room while my stomach turned. Wondering what they were talking about in the other room.
My dad was in Hospes, and was on al