today's the two-month mark of my dad's death. weird. what's the most weird is that i can't cry. i miss him constantly, and i have moments of terrible sadness, but not a tear will fall! i may have to watch The Notebook just to open the floodgates. i can always count on that movie. crazy, huh? that i have to watch a movie to bring on the tears. you'd think i would just be able to think about my dad and they'd come. i think it's a physiological problem. and what a strange one.
i miss him so much.