my god, this is how i feel since my dad died. he died when i was 9 though. My mom wore that sort of expression and my older brothers bawled like babies at his funeral. I haven't ever seen my mom cry or with that expression since. my older brothers never cry now. i'll never forget that i started crying because i was so scared of how everything was changing and seeing them that way scared me. i cried even more knowing i was never gonna be able to have my dad's bushy moustache tickle my cheek when he picked me up to kiss my giggling face. i feel like i'm the only one at times who's scared of losing ppl. It's gotten to a point where if i lose friends, i honestly don't care cause i'm scared much more to lose another part of my family. If i lose one of them...i honestly don't know what'll happen and that thought scares the crap out of me. losing my dad made something in me break and i can't fix it no matter how much i find the pieces to stick it together. We used to be a family of six. Even. dad, mom, three brothers, and little sister(me). now we're five. odd...even though my dad's not here anymore, my family keep moving forward together. i'm happy with my family even if it's odd now but there's always gonna be that small part that's too scared to lose them. so i always kiss them bye when they leave, squeeze them tight in case it's the last time i see them. life can change easily in one second... this is so pwetty though.