Blog Post #5 - My Father.
Sex, drugs, rock and roll, would be a wonderful place to begin with you, dad. Can you tell if im taking after you? I mean from forgetting my name, to denying me? I guess thats all well and good though, cause I didn’t know you either, but from what I do know, you are indescribable. I guess drinking and driving is all well and good too, especially when you have a daughter at the age of 16, cause now I have no chance in the world to even say a word to you. Your gone, your dead, vanished. Would you know my name, if I saw you in heaven? I have always thought maybe so, but you never know. I wonder if life would be the same if you were here, if it would be any different what so ever? I mean would I even be in contact with you? I would love to think so, so I guess you’re only going to be in my thoughts. To bad I never actually met you, in the unconcious mind of a baby, but I guess thats how it was meant to be. I guess if you believe in stuff like that, than sure. I mean teenagers are invincible right? That’s why im always staring at your grave instead of your eyes, not that im too different. My mom seemed to manage alright, a little better now than those toddler years. She was mommy and daddy, not something that I was too fond of. I wish I had atleast one memory of you, maybe I do, I just chose to block it out. Now your put to rest, maybe in heaven if there’s such wonder?
