Forever My Father

I haven't posted in a while, and what can I say? I've been lacking in the story to share, and the ambition I try to drive. But here's a little piece for all of you that I'm going to share. A song I can't listen to without tears coming to my eyes. This song is for my father, who adopted me and my brother when he married our mom. A man who raised me as his very own child, when mine wouldn't. He is an amazing man, who's taken care of my family very well (I went from a girl who only had a brother to an oldest child of seven, in what seems so short a time). He's done so much for me and every time I hear this song I can't help but fear the day when his time will come. And I hope it's not any time soon. So, for all of you who read this, I hope you are filled with caring, loving memories of, if not a father, someone who carefully and dearly cared for you, and means the world -even if they are no longer here. In a way, this post is in response to A Letter I Will Never Send. This post is to the man who made his way into my life, instead of made his way out of it.

Go Radio -Forever My Father

I hope all is well in your side of life. Mine is coasting, but I need to pick things up to a bit faster pace.

'Tis not the greatest photo, but it is the beauty I beheld one very early morning. I really shouldn't always sleep in, to think I miss out on this everyday, but, alas, I may be too much of a night owl.

Something for Someone -A Letter I'll Never Send

It's been a few years, but many more before that. I thought I'd just write a letter just to let you know what I'm like, I guess. How do you put these words when you don't know what to say -all that I know is that I'm o.k. I get myself by from day-to-day and manage to get through the trials that try my strength. If these words are verse, then I don't know the chorus -I'll just sing this song this was instead.

I've never really know you -this shadow feature in my life. I am a piece of you -half of me in full. The other half that raised me shows through in personality. And as I ponder at these thoughts nothing comes to mind. All I know is hello to this stranger of mine. Another family I might never know, but the one I have now I love more then you could know. I guess I'd just like to know if you ever think of me from time to time and wonder what I'm like. And if these words are verse to you, then I don't know the chorus. I'll just sing this way instead.