7.03.2009

My heart belongs to you

"She prays for him every night. She hopes that he can hear her."
White Trash Beautiful - Everlast
I miss my daddy.

I've had a very full week. I started paid work with the company on Monday. I graduated college, I'm preparing for grad school...

but I as soon as the car door closes and I'm on my way home my mind can't help but go to all the places it hasn't been in a while. The spots where it hurts, where it's unsettled. Where my heart has a hole in it.

I guess the most I can say is that what I know, my dad knows and I can feel that he's proud of me. But it doesn't make it any easier not to want to grab the phone and call him just to hear his voice. To know he's there, to hear the words.

My dad wasn't much for words but the few he said were powerful and true.

"I wish you could have meet my dad, you're a lot like him and he'd be proud of you." Letter from my dad on my High School graduation 2001


"She prays for him every night. She hopes that he can hear her."