A few days ago my dad died of lung cancer. I have never been so sad in my entire life. I now get constantly stressed about my mum; what if she goes too?
Dad’s funeral is on Friday. I have to do a reading, and I’m super nervous. I nearly don’t want to do it; but I realise that it is extremely important and I’ll never get the chance again.
My brother is coming down on Thursday from the other side of the city. He’s coming to cheer me up and I really appreciate it.
My other brother has already visited and brought me coffee and lollies. I never thought that nice brothers existed.
I should probably mention that I don’t live with them; that’s why it’s so special that I get to see them. They mean the world to me.
I’m also in bed with a cold. A really bad one. I hope it goes away very soon.
I’m dying my hair very dark blue in two days to honour my father who had that colour.
Anyway, I think that’s enough for now. I hope you all have a great day.