#Chapter 195: Bittersweet Farewell

The experience of losing my father has been completely eye opening. There are so many things to consider once someone is gone, and it's something people don't really think about. Although, I have a feeling not many eighteen-year old's are having to help plan some sort of memorial or funeral for their father by themselves. Choosing not to host a traditional funeral seemed fitting to me. It was just him and me, and the thought of cremation resonated as the most intimate option. And I had the perfect idea on how to release my father. Over the past few days as I prepared, slowly things got easier. I had come to terms with my father's passing, and realized that although I missed him, this was unfortunately how things must be. He wasn't the greatest father, and he only chose to harm himself and me over and over again. Now, he didn't have any weight on his shoulders. He was free, and I wanted to offer him even more freedom from that pain. Lucas and I currently sat in my car as