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I really miss my dad some nights.

I know it's sort of weird for a grown man to be so childish but...my father was my best friend. He was the only one who understood and accepted me for me. We'd have drinks together, build things together, talk about physics and the theories we'd have and most of all we'd laugh together about the stupidest things.

It's been a few years now since he passed but I still feel like there is a big hole where he used to be. I can't just call him up when I'm upset anymore. I can't run to him and have him make me a cup of his specialty hot chocolate and talk me through whatever issue I'm having.

Of course I love the holidays but I also hate them because they remind me of how alone I really am.