I wish I could forget the time I …first jumped off a diving board. It was the last time I ever saw my father…the last day I ever saw him smile…and laugh. It was a perfect day…by that night a nightmare I never had come true. One of the hardest thing for me to do was to continue…jumping off that diving board…year after year…at the Windsor Village swimming pool… But it always seemed to make me smile, and I could always hear my ol’ man sayin’
“Don’t ever be afraid to do anything…” with every jump…

Yesterday was his birthday…I celebrated quietly…I probably should have reached out to family, but it would have really made me more emotional than I can afford during my creative process. And today is Babygirl’s birthday and I’m not with her…so yeah.
It’s one just one of those days…

At any rate…life goes on…I’ve learned that forgetting is virtually impossible.
There are some things our mind may forget…but the heart…NEVER forgets…
I suffered my first heartbreak on one of the most exciting days in my life…but
I wish I could forget the part about jumping off the diving board… I simply wish I could remember my daddy’s smile…and laughter… I can’t remember…what his voice sounded like…I can’t remember how his hands felt…or what his hair felt like. I can’t…remember …

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Happy Birthday Daddy…I MISS YOU!

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