***At the corner stool of the Sand Bar (near the video poker), Mission Beach (backdrop: rollercoaster), San Diego, CALI 7:12pm PST, while Misha is upstairs @ casting (Skyy) 3/9/09 (JMV bday), dressed to the Rockabilly 9's -- Bud Light (2), pen borrowed from blonde bartender. TShirt, busty, a smile.***
Dear Dad,
I'm in California with Nasha Misha. She loves you still, and we are having the best time together. I know I struggle, especially with missing you and wanting to live out in my life the greatest and truest heart of yours (most particularly love), but in my own voice.
This world is numb and silly sometimes, but I know where the fire lies, where the heart of life is. You taught me that. I will miss you - every day without you since - but I am so proud of the life you lived, right down to the imperfections and the simplest bliss. And feel your broad spirit swirling everywhere around me, our family, and the best parts you loved, Misha included. I know you look over me.
Forgive me if I am not perfect, but I promise to stay alert, grounded, and brightly tuned to the spirit of Life and its second.
We love you, I love you and this next silent cheers is to you (drinks).
You are alive as the lights are twinkling on the oceanside rollercoaster next to the darkening, warm overcast sky over my shoulder. No death ever calls; we are all together and on our own, again and again, screaming and smiling our palms to the world.
Thank you for being my father. I love you always...and U zdravlje,
Mimi
1 comment:
Wow, this is really beautiful. How lovely to communicate with your father this way...he would be proud of how you are honoring his memory by the honest and spirited way you live your life. (It's Liz, BTW. :))
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