My Father P**** Trantu was the best. He helped me and my life. He was made sometimes. But everyone is. Like some famous people, he battle Cancer and like your first boxing match or fight. He failed. He died 2013. 13 was my rugby number. So sadly I change it to 14 to never remember the horrible death P**** Trantu 1963-2013 Death age: 50 "he still had his half life to go" Thank you. Highlight over: Important This is not a leaving thread. or a showing off thread. I feel thdraw my father every night. I visit the cementary every month on the 13th. I dont want any "this is bullsh*t threads.s every day. I draw my fatther every day. Hes alive inside my soul and my family.
Sol. Your strong. I can't survive without my mum bringing me a cup of water. But you manage. Trust. It will help to be like that.
I feel for ya. My grandfather was the best grandparent a kid can ever ask for. He always treat me to candy or ice cream when I was just a child. He would buy CDs of a TV Show for me so I can watch them at home or whenever I visited him. He also let me feed the birds with rice in front of his house. Sadly, he passed away when I was 10. I cried for almost a month. Later on, I stopped crying and moved on with my life. But one thing's for sure, I'll never forget him. He was, is and will always be in my heart.
