My Father
To live. To Thrive. To be. My father always spoke those words to me. He being a single father; he had to learn to be a mother, a father, a friend, and a teacher to me. He certainly learned them all quickly. He never once complained about his new positions as a parent. Being a two-member family, he did things out of the ordinary. Instead of having supper inside—we would drive three hours out of the city and eat at the highest peak and overlook the city. My father has made the simplest things look amazing. When he would speak of my mother, he would place her in a fairy tale as some Queen of a faraway kingdom. I truly loved that man.
There’s something like a line of gold thread running through a man’s words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself.?
My loss, love, and Grandma hugs
I soon found myself telling fairy tale stories of my great knight, my hero, my one and only, my father. I found myself at a loss without my father. This tragedy brought me closer to realizing that life and time are precious. My Grandma took me in when my father died. She brought bright shiny days when all I wanted was gloomy cloudy days. I soon came to realize that love sucks and love hurts. A childhood friend of mine became my hero. He was always there, watching over me. He protected me when nobody else wanted to. I never thought I would look at him more than a best friend. He became my childhood love, my childhood friend, my childhood everything. He tried his best to do everything my father did for me. There are times when he would go beyond my expectations at a young age. One thing is certain, I really cared about him – I even loved him. High School turned out to be easy for me because he was there to help me get through the hard times and through the happy times. Just like my father, he became another fairy tale in my world. He died in a fatal car crash with another friend of ours. How can I loss two of the most important people in my life? The fates must really hate me. This is when my power came alive in me. I was an energy healer, and so was my Grandma. She taught me everything I needed to know about being the best energy healer that a human can possibly be.
To the love of my life though fate never allowed me to make you my [life]. When we met so many years ago it was love at first sight that I know. I loved you so much and for only you I..........
New beginnings
I knew I could not wallow in my own disappear for the rest of my life, my father would not want that for me. I picked up the pieces of my life and ventured forward to a new beginning. I went to university, got my degree in medicine, minor in psychology. After graduating I knew I wanted more in my life. The world is mine for the taking. I became more adventurous with my life; a thrill seeker, a back packer, and a tutor. I wanted to do what my father did for me. He showed me the world through different colors of crayons. He taught me the world is mine to conquer. I wanted to conquer it all. I would not be alone to conquer the world. Soon my life changed when I met a certain individual. We have been through many obstacles from the moment we made eye contact. He knows my every freckle, fears, doubts, and joys. He knows when I am angry or sad. It annoys me when he instantly knows when I am upset over the phone. Scares me that there is a person in the world who is my soul mate, yet he truly is not. Confused? Even I am still confused about it. Then there is also him. He came in like a whirl wind when I thought the storm calmed down and he would disappear with it, but he remained in my life. He taught me how to be strong, stand up for myself and made me learn to see a new light in the world. He's also brought joy in my life, he knows my weaknesses also. Which freak me out at times, without him life would be dull.
My Personality
Kind hearted person, funny, outrageous and out spoken. However, I do not like to let others know when they have hurt me. I tend to suffer in silence, always found it to be the best thing to do. When I was a little girl, my feelings were only for my father’s ears. He found ways to cheer me up and make me smile.
Everyone has a temper right? I am able to express that verbally, I would much rather talk it out heatedly, then fight about it. I try to avoid physical conflict.
I'm not a shy person. If I like someone or find someone interesting I will strike up a random conversation. Relationships were not my cup of tea for the longest time. I had many boys wanting to date me in high school, my fear would not allow it. When University rolled around, I only had one focus; to finish my schooling. I had no time to date at all, except for the time when I met him, he changed my focus during my high school years. After losing him, I did not think I could possibly feel anything for anyone. There have been two people who brought in a new array of colors (feelings) into my world. I struggle with these feelings with each waking moment, being a woman is never easy, especially when you love two different people who complete you in two unique ways.
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