Hi Dad,
I miss you. It's 2:33am and I should probably be sleeping but I'm wide awake knowing that this is the month you said goodbye...be that it was peacefully in your sleep, I miss you everyday. They say that letting go means we are able to let go and create space for something new. But what replaces a parent? What replaces their love? You are ever present Dad. So here are my thoughts tonight or er, this morning...
Letting Go...
There is no expiration to human emotion is there?
No true way of letting go of things we love, even if we dare,
There is no stamped date telling us when to let go
No real way of knowing what's coming, what's out there,
How does time heal
or does it just bring us different wounds
Stealing our focus from one to the other
so as to pause any thoughts that lead to gloom,
All the music in the world
all my favorite songs and tunes do frequently collect,
Playing in my head day and night
and the memories that replay and often resurrect,
Bring me back to all the things I love
the still frames and album covers,
Cause nothing truly expires when it comes to the heart
like family, friends and those old fashioned lovers,
So when I feel you smile
with the sun's rays amidst the clouds,
When I know your voice is still within me
I love knowing you're still around...
I love you Dad
