daddy dont go....

Feb 10, 2006 17:38

I have had some time to refelct on some past experiences today...which seems to happen when i look through
old pictures...So im thinking the next time i go home, that i am going to go to my dads.
This time i am for real. I am aware that things arent going to go well,
but there needs to be an effort made.
My grandmother said that before she dies she wants to see her son one more time.
Which means if i have to lose an arm, leg, or have my heart ripped out of my chest, i'll do it for her.
Before this past year i have never given myself completely to people and it feels great
even with all the pain that comes with being fearless.

What I mean by that is I have pushed all my fears aside and just closed my eyes
and took a breath.....Not to say that I dont still have the fear inside of me...
I just take the risk anyways...
Some people say when you close your eyes that you dont get the full experience.
I say if you dont then you arent seeing with what counts.

Its weird, everytime I laugh, its my dads laugh that i hear...
theres something you all didnt know about me...
sarah, my dad and me all have the same laugh...makes me smile.
I have his brown eyes, hair, chin, voice, smile, olive skin, humor,
bubbly personality and his long arms.
Lets see and from my mom i got my butt, booobs, chubby toes, stubborness,
and 'strength to go through anything' attitude...

mmmk this is too deep thinking for me...
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