flying out in the morning for a funeral. a final goodbye to an important person, but one i've said goodbye to many times before. he was my father (not to be confused with my Daddy, the man who raised me, who's alive and well), and one only needs to look into my eyes to verify the connection. he was a poet, a dreamer, a gypsy, a lover of music. he never understood his own power, his goodness, and he never defeated his demons. but he loved me with all his heart, with every fiber of his being, and i never doubted this. i loved him fully and completely, too, and my memories of him are filled with smiles and laughter. you might look at my start in life and get the wrong idea; i'm a lucky, lucky girl.
Posted by rightmoon at July 14, 2005 01:02 AMI'm sorry for your loss, Melissa. Even if you've said goodbye before, this is the most final of them all. My heart, thoughts, and prayers are with you right now.
Posted by: Brandi at July 14, 2005 12:11 PMSorry to hear such sad news.
Posted by: Tina*:) at July 14, 2005 06:58 PMMelissa,
I am your Fathers cousin. My mother and his Mother are sisters. We share an equal loss. and every thing you say about your father is so true, what a dreamer he was. He was the first person to play Doors music for me, and wrote poetry in my autograph book.
Sorry for your loss. Email me if you'd like too.
Connie