death dads

I just read one of my friends journal. She was talking about how and why her dad died of cancer. Thats one of the things we have in common. Both of our dads died of cancer. But the only differnce is that her dad died 1 month and a half ago, but mine, oh, jeessh, will have been dead for 9 years on September 17. See, my dad died when I was real little so i never knew much about him.The only thing i can remember was when i was real little and i woke up because i slept with my mom and dad because i had had a nightmare. It was 1 in the morning i think. and my mom picked me up, and said, see those lights on that truck in the road? i nodded, well thats daddy, say goodbye, so i said goodbye and then we blew kisses to him. about 10 minutes later, my mom took me back to bed an dgave me some warm milk... i dont really remember anything other than that besides the day he died. My mom got a phone call in the middle of the day,and we were in the kitchen and i just looked over at her and she was scream, no no it cant he cant,no i love him. then after my sister got out of school, we went to see him. he was so cold and he was white, so white. and thats all i can remember from when i was little. all i have now are pictures, stories, and home video tapes. i guess, i have no real father...