30 years ago today I was sitting in a chapel filled with many of my friends. We were all wearing black; there were uncomfortable silences only broken with gentle sobs. They buried my friend today.
I miss you still.
Thomas Franklin Gibbs, Jr … my daddy. I am sad that I can not sit with you on a “beer night” while we listen to good music and talk about life. There are so many things I still want to talk with you about. I know I’ve said this before but thank you so much for being my DADDY. Thank you for the help with my math homework, thank you for protecting me, thank you for allowing me to be a part of your life. Most of all thank you for giving a wonderful life to Mamma. You will always be the best man I’ve ever known.
Happy Father’s Day
There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of her, miss her, smile because of her. She taught me so many things that I carry with me today. She was kind to animals and never suffered a fool. I am thankful for every moment we had together.
Here are some of the things that my Mamma taught me.
1) DNA does not make you family.
2) The Universe is too big to believe that we are the only planet with life.
3) We are indebted to animals – they run the show, we just pay the bills.
4) Every person you meet teaches you something; even if that lesson is how to avoid assholes.
5) Question Authority, even hers.
6) Sometimes you just have to say FUCK THIS SHIT and move on.
7) Duct tape is magical.
8) Be the kind of friend you want to have.
9) Never pass up a chance to dance.
10) It is perfectly okay to be yourself.
Happy Mother’s Day, I miss you.
Time passes but still not a day goes by that I don’t wish you were still here with me.
Thank you for finding me to be your very own Human. I will never be able to put into words what you did for me and how the memories of you carry me through. I miss you Korkabork. I always will.
I am really good at cutting people out of my life. My mother taught me to trust my instincts and above all else – respect myself. But, every once in a while I find that twinge of sadness, not really guilt, that these people aren’t in my life anymore. I see something in a shop and I pick it up thinking “So and so would love this.” Then I that remember “So and so is a complete ass.” and put it back.