Dad

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Wed, 30 May 2018
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Dear diary, keeping dad's memory.

 

Seduced by changing

tides of emotions,

dad your addiction

trawled through

troubled waters,

 

body cravings,

stained fingers

craving one

then another

till it was too late,

 

no longer like a gull

soaring on currant of air,

but on course for lessons

in riding waves too high,

 

but – you made your own

disease this powerful ally,

not drowning in affliction

crying at oncoming demise,

 

pain killers kept you afloat

a life raft of a smiles till end,

photos keep my memory alive

and lessons you taught me –

 

that situations like discomfort and fear

are a journey measuring time relevant

to ones own meanderings, giving focus

on power of strength in storms ahead.

 

Born 25th October 1930

Died 30th May 2004.

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by airyfairy on

A sad day for you Jenny, we never get over it, but we do learn to live with it.  You do your dad proud with this.

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

The dangers of smoking were'nt not so apparent at that time, to that generation, were they? I'm glad he was able to keep a smile and an example of perseverance in the difficulties of the illness. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

It's good that you share his memory, Jenny.

Parson Thru

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you for your comment airyfairy. He taught me so much and I was so proud of him.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

You're so right about the dangers of smoking in the past. I'm just glad I never started.

I remember to this day his smile to the end.

Thank you for sharing your thoughts Rhiannon.

Jenny. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Kevin,

yes, it's good to be able to write down my feelings, to let them flow.

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Appreciate the cherries Editors,

Thank you.

 

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

I really like, 'a life raft of smiles'. A lovely tribute.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jane,

how I clung to those smiles right till the end.

many thanks for reading and your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

"addiction trawled through troubled waters" I can't get this intense image out of my head.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you for reading and your comment Di. I was trying to think of a way to describe how addiction made my dad feel towards the end, yet he never regretted a single moment.

Jenny.