Tomorrow is Father's day, and although I had 15 years, give or take, of Father's days before you drove into our lives, this is the first one, in almost 10, without you. I never paid much attention to these days before. I had this naivety about them that I now resent because I brushed them … Continue reading The First One
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Forgotten Project #8: Letters to My Father
*A letter I never got to write, because I always thought I had time. Dear Daddy, It's because of you that I'll never look at Egg McMuffin the same way again; well that and lakes, corner stores, wild life, Nascar, a beautiful day. When you showed up in our lives Daddy, the world wasn't a … Continue reading Forgotten Project #8: Letters to My Father
My Father Passed Away on Christmas Eve
***I wrote this a few days after Christmas, when I wasn't sure how to get home or even sure my mind would process what exactly happened. My father died on Christmas eve, and it's taken me 2 weeks to even post this because it still doesn't make sense to me. He may not have been … Continue reading My Father Passed Away on Christmas Eve
From 90 to 0
OW....... And by ow I mean, dammit OW! Not being able to hold one's head up for more than a few minutes or say sitting up on one's own accord, really, really...did I mention really? sucks It's been a while since I've last messed up something in my back, which means my memory has allowed … Continue reading From 90 to 0
Faith Taryn Davies 