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Hey...well where do I begin...I believe that life is full of surprises...some good and most bad...or at least that is what has been dealt in my cards. I for the most lived a somewhat perfect life...nothing to special...or over the top..good home...great friends....and a career that was my passion...as time moved forward we all grew up.....moved on ...began our lives as adults....unfortnately my closest friend that I will ever have and forever cherish moved to Montreal to start her own life...for that I am so proud but miss her more then she will ever know...there are so many times I wish i could drive down the street to just sit for hours crying ..chatting...smoking and helping one another through it all...)..still for me, life was pretty good....always experiencing new things and loving it...I am blessed with the fact that I have been one of the lucky ones who met their soul mate...and will spend the rest of my life just me and him doing our best to make it in this world...but at least we'll do it together!!!....and for that I am lucky...so till last year I couldn't have asked for a better experience in these 26 years of what we call "LIFE"...unfortuantely my father who was my inspiration...my strength...my guiding light through all became ill and for over a year my life revolved around caring for him....my "oh so perfect world" was turned upside down....and I was faced with fears that never existed in my little box....after 10 months he died...leaving just me and my mom in this "once perfect" home...the only home I have known since birth..now minus the biggest part of it...I miss him so much that at times I can't breath....and everyday I struggle with the reality that he is not here...time keeps passing but the hurt seems to get worse...the only comfort I have is that I am a walking talking version of him...and I know this..I think the same ...I react the same..and therefor I am the same...or at least will always try to be as much as I can be....he was a wonderful man....yes a complette BADASS in my eyes but hey like father like daughter...no trouble no fun! If it wasn't for my mate I just may have taken the next flight out of this hell hole and joined my dad in the better life.... but he keeps me grounded and I thank him for that....just to be able to look into his eyes everyday is enough reason for me to keep trying to get back to where my life once was.....so you see life is just filled with surprises......but in the end we just gotta keep moving forward...
IN MEMORY OF.......My Daddy "The fighter"
Daddy... so gangsta in his young years!!!!
My Daddy "The Coach"