Everyday of my life I miss my Daddy. Every. Day. When people are talking to me, sometimes I leave the conversation to grieve and return before they complete their sentence. Acceptance doesnt compensate for absence. Grief always will be, but the excruciating pain I experience is now more about my refusal to accept a new possibility for my life. To me, Daddy or fatherhood is not a concept, it was a person. In order for me to live into the limitless possibilities of my life, my paradigm has to shift. Nothing in my toolbox prepared me for a father who only saw me through college. To even say that feels like a betrayal to our relationship, to who he was to me, how he was with me. This is the truth. The truth is, I can only be my highest self and reach my greatest potential if he became my spirit guide at 23. I get that logically. Today I choose to believe it is true. To release the previous framework which tells me he should be here, is a whole other thing to grieve. #day9 #100daysoftruth #griefchronicles
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 14:07:46 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015