I hate knowing that my father is a mortal man...  I mean I know that he's mortal, just human and that he's eventually going to die.  But when I was younger I always envisioned my father as this demi god or protector sent to from heaven that would always be there.  He was the one that cared for me and everything...  I'm more like him than my mother.  My mother and I just butt heads but my father listens and tries to relate.

Imagine my suprise when his work called ten minutes ago.  He works at JEA and it's a hard, blue color job complete with heavy lifting, high amounts of electricity, and danger.  Yea I'm always scared out of my mind when they call and he's at work.  Turns out that he's in the hospital being treated right now.  I think he was near or in a man hole when it exploded and he got badly burned.  He's okay though but it jsut hit me that he's going to die...

See the reason I thought my father was a demi god or something to that extent is because when I was younger, about 5 I think, he was in a bombing.  The Oklahoma City bombing...  He was on one of the top floors and he surivived.  If you've ever seen pictures of that bombing you would know that a whole side of the building was blown up and the otherside was barely standing.  Well my father was at work that day and he was in the bombing and he survived.  He was my protector and he couldn't leave me so early in my life.

And not too long ago he was in the hospital again.  They diagnoised him with diabetes.  He was in the hospital for a few days and I'd call him every night to make fun of him because he got gross hospital food for dinner.  And I knew that he couldn't leave me yet.  But what I found out is that if he hadn't come into the hospital for treatment at the time he had come, he could have died from all the sugar in his blood.

So as my father grows older, he grows closer to death and I despise thinking about it.  He was supposed to be my Superman.  He's supposed to always be there for me... he can't leave me...  I don't want him to.