A Letter To My Father

Dear Dad,

So it’s July again… The month that you and mom went to rest from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years.. All you left behind are just memories… Memories inform of pictures that talk of you.

You never made a fortune or noise… seeking after fame; But you had a healthy brood of daughters and a son Who loved the very ground on which you trod.

We’ll always remember that special smile,that caring heart,that warm embrace,you always gave us.You being there for Mom and us,through good and bad times,no matter what.

I will grow up, gain weight, fall in love, have kids. But my love for you will never change. My love for you will remain. I love you,Dad.

May your beautiful soul rest in eternal peace .Forever in my heart 😍.


The Journey Begins

I am not trying to give an image of a fairy-tale, perfect, everything else, I am just being myself.

I like being myself. Maybe just slimmer, with a few less wrinkles.It had long since come to my attention that people of accomplishment rarely sat back and let things happen to them. They went out and happened to things.

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton