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Five Years Later....

Five years ago today, my father died. For the last five years, I've been trying to make sense of it. And yet, as I type this, I know I never will. At one point in my life, that would have been a terrifying discovery. Now? A heavy, but manageable weight. I'll never wake up not grieving, but I'll never wake up forgetting the imprint he made on my heart. My Daddy was one of the greatest human beings in the universe, and I've done my best to keep him there--at human. My poems and blogs and chapters and statuses and messages about him remember his humanity and etch him into the eternal existence of words. Truth be told, I write for those who read my words as much as I write for myself. Humanity relies on connecting with someone else, knowing you're not alone. And that's what happens every time I put pen to paper, or finger to keyboard. I release, and I connect. And so, on this 30th day of July in the year 2016, I release that I surely do miss my Daddy, every second of every day, and I connect to every soul that misses someone too. Love keeps them alive--keeps us alive. Daddy, <3

Until Next Time, 
Felicia