Remembering...

24th of May 1956, my dad was born...

15th-26 November of 2007, my dad was reborn..

Today, he would've been 53.

Sometimes I can still smell the apt. in Tulsa..

Sometimes , I can hear his voice

The cringe I felt walking into his final resting place..

The smell of death lingering on everything I touched..

The void....

I was the one to take care of his business and bring him home...

I was up for the challenge and I succeeded...Task completed..

I stated this once I came home..

I've done my daughterly duty...

I have lain the absent king to rest...

now...

I can rest..

Maybe now I can grieve too.. It's been almost two years and I still look for the cards in the mail.. The emails.. The phone calls.. Subconsciously.. I was hoping he was around.. I had lost a family member every year up til 2007. The following Spring, a friend was murdered..That summer, my godmother who helped me out more than anyone will know, passed away..That fall, my cousins were murdered..The youngest being seven.. I was damn tired of death making calls close to home..

Death do not darken my door

I have seen thy face and I shan't anymore

Thy power is weak..

It comes cowardly..

Working through souls

Dastardly and most wickedly!

Do not darken my door..

Cowardly reaper..

I fear you no more.. ~CA

I know days are not promised

There is a time and a season for all creatures.

Love while you can..

~~Me