Diz I shall write you a song.
So today is...today and to tell you the truth I am better than I was.
However during Honors Lit. I began to get a little teary-eyed but, maybe that was due to how ugly that damn woman is. Anyway, I do infact miss my father a lot more than I had imagined and when I got home I wrote down on paper what I remember of that day, what a...day it was:
It was a Saturday, the Saturday before Mother's Day of 2000. Dad had been in the hospital for awhile now receiving treatment and such and I thought maybe he'd get better. I didn't really understand what was going on then, for I was merely a child. My Grandparents (dad's mom and dad) had come up from Florida on their way home to Boston because 1)to see my dad and 2)my first solo in the annual showcase was happening...as I sulked around the house with nothing to do, Mom called from the Hospital, as I picked up I heard her say,
"no, when I get home, I can't do that to her now.."
"Hello?"
"Hey Suz, put Grandma on the phone?"
"How's Daddy?"
"uhh, fine, get Grandma?"
"Okay"
As I ran downstairs to tell Grandma, she had already picked the phone up, these words came from her mouth,
"Oh Michele, Oh Michele. Oh my."
These were repeated over and over, how could I not have known what just happened? Did they think I was nieve? So I waited for Mom to get home and as I waited Grandma kept asking,
"Are you hungry? Want lunch? You hungry?"
Finally Mom came home, all I had to do was look at her and she nodded, and I just walked away. Later Em and Uncle Alan came inside our house bawling and hugging and whatnot, however it still hadn't hit me. I decided to continue with my show that night. As I was preparing for it, a tune filled my head..like magic, it was You'll be in my Heart-Phil Collins from Tarzan. Phil was my father's favorite artist and Tarzan was the current movie out at the time. As time began to progess the song got louder and louder and until my lips began to form the words and sing as loud as I possibly could...when I ended this melody, I feel down and cried.
He was gone. That night I told Mom that I wanted to perform for Daddy, because he was my hero. After the show ended thunder and lightning struck, and a rainstorm began. On the car-ride home Mom told Em and I that before Dad passed they agreed that his sign would be light, any at all, a flickering one, rainbows, light in which signs through clouds, anything...at the end of that story the streetlight went off.
He may be gone, but I still do feel his presence and I loved him, I still do and I shall remember.
However during Honors Lit. I began to get a little teary-eyed but, maybe that was due to how ugly that damn woman is. Anyway, I do infact miss my father a lot more than I had imagined and when I got home I wrote down on paper what I remember of that day, what a...day it was:
It was a Saturday, the Saturday before Mother's Day of 2000. Dad had been in the hospital for awhile now receiving treatment and such and I thought maybe he'd get better. I didn't really understand what was going on then, for I was merely a child. My Grandparents (dad's mom and dad) had come up from Florida on their way home to Boston because 1)to see my dad and 2)my first solo in the annual showcase was happening...as I sulked around the house with nothing to do, Mom called from the Hospital, as I picked up I heard her say,
"no, when I get home, I can't do that to her now.."
"Hello?"
"Hey Suz, put Grandma on the phone?"
"How's Daddy?"
"uhh, fine, get Grandma?"
"Okay"
As I ran downstairs to tell Grandma, she had already picked the phone up, these words came from her mouth,
"Oh Michele, Oh Michele. Oh my."
These were repeated over and over, how could I not have known what just happened? Did they think I was nieve? So I waited for Mom to get home and as I waited Grandma kept asking,
"Are you hungry? Want lunch? You hungry?"
Finally Mom came home, all I had to do was look at her and she nodded, and I just walked away. Later Em and Uncle Alan came inside our house bawling and hugging and whatnot, however it still hadn't hit me. I decided to continue with my show that night. As I was preparing for it, a tune filled my head..like magic, it was You'll be in my Heart-Phil Collins from Tarzan. Phil was my father's favorite artist and Tarzan was the current movie out at the time. As time began to progess the song got louder and louder and until my lips began to form the words and sing as loud as I possibly could...when I ended this melody, I feel down and cried.
He was gone. That night I told Mom that I wanted to perform for Daddy, because he was my hero. After the show ended thunder and lightning struck, and a rainstorm began. On the car-ride home Mom told Em and I that before Dad passed they agreed that his sign would be light, any at all, a flickering one, rainbows, light in which signs through clouds, anything...at the end of that story the streetlight went off.
He may be gone, but I still do feel his presence and I loved him, I still do and I shall remember.