Father's Day
Unhappy
Fathers day didn't go very well. I had a day of mixed emotions. Longing to see my father one last time, the feeling of distance from my family and friends. I've been pushing a lot of them away... a lot of people noticed that I have been shutting down and locking up.
I know most people have there share of problems and some people don't even know there fathers. Although I knew mine and he was a great guy, he was a loving father, regardless of being an alcoholic and having a mental illness. He was still my dad and the times he wasn't there was the times I loved him the most.
It sucks when bad things happen to good people and good things happen to bad people. It's unfair. I makes my heart heavy with pain.
I wish I could tell my father I loved him more then he thought. He was my idol. He was my dad. He was the first person to give me coffee, the first person to give me a kiss on my knee when I scraped it. He was the one to drive out at three in the morning to get my cold medicine. The first person to yell at me because I was doing something bad.
If I could turn back time I would have hugged him more and told him I appreciated him and thanked him for loving me. He was a piece of work and he was never given the chance to shine.
Here's to you, dad.
-Reno Kirkibani
In loving memory.
Milton L. Rose
1955 - 2004
-My love.
Devious Comments
I am sorry for your loss, but on the other hand, I am glad you can handle it with such a level head.
We have to make the best of what life hands us. You do a god damn good job of it.
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When we go into battle, I will be the first to set foot on the field, and I will be the last to step off, and I will leave no one behind. Dead or alive, we will all come home together. So help me, God.
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x_ReNo KiRkIbAnI - Lay my hands on heaven and the sun and the moon and the stars, while the devil wants to fawk me in the back of his car. Nothin' quite like the feel of somethin' new, maybe I'm all messed up.
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