Father

Imagine. Not being able to see someone that you are extremely close too in eight years. It could be the hardest eight years of your life right? How do think it would feel to have someone as close to you as, let’s say your sister or maybe your dad or your mom? Might be because they left, they just could not handle the stress or they just did not want to be at that house anymore. It could be anything. This is exactly the way I feel about losing my father. I lost my father when I was young. And the song “Daddy’s little girl” by, Frankie J definitely explains the way I feel about what happened. My story doesn’t necessarily fit with the song but I could definitely relate with some of the things that it said in it.

The first time I heard this song I was with my sister. We weren’t doing anything so we went and sat down on the couch and turned on the music channel. We see the song “Daddy’s Little Girl” so we click on it to see what it was about. The first thing that song said was breath taking. I remember looking over at my sister. All I see is a tear escaping from her eye as if she never dropped a single teardrop in her life. When I kept listening I noticed that I was the doing the same thing. So I go over by her and I sit with her. I hold her in my arms, closer than we have ever been before. Those first verses were,

He drops his suitcase by the door
She knows her daddy won't be back anymore
She drags her feet across the floor
Tryin' to hold back time, to keep him holdin' on.

And she says, "Daddy, Daddy, don't leave
I'll do anything to keep you
Right here with me
Can't you see how much I need you??

We were weeping in pain. Just to see him one more time. Just to see his body and flesh right in front of us, and just tell him how much we miss him. Just to see him one more time and tell him that we all want him back, and that what he did for us was.. Is unforgettable. It is one of the hardest things I have ever done. Trying to forget about my father. But with everything I try to do, nothing works. He always keeps coming back to my mind no matter what. Sometimes I feel like I have never had a father because he died when I was five. If only you would know what happen to him. You would look at me and you would say, wow she might be the strongest young woman I have ever seen in my life. But truly I might be one of the weakest you might know.

I haven’t seen my father in eight years. I haven’t heard my father in eight years. I haven’t been able to hug my father in eight years. I haven’t had one single holiday with my father in eight years. Tell me. How sad does that sound?.. But no matter how sad it might be, I deal with the pain of trying to seek my father out in the distance.