The cold wind blows right through my bones

I found a post that I wrote, a little less than a year ago about my dad.
It still holds true, only the part about it getting better, well it did to an extent but the outcome wasnt so great.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Hold your breath and count to four, Pinky swears don't work no more

im so proud of you.
everything that you've had to go through
and you're still holding strong.
we had some really hard times and ill never forget them,
there carved into my memory like sketches into rock.
but i have a feeling things will get better
with what you told me on the weekend, it feels like a weights been lifted off my shoulder
one less thing to worry about.
i am really,
truely,
extremly,
proud of you.
i love you.