Today is my father’s bornday. He would have been god wisdom years old. He died on the knowledge day of the understanding month of this past year. I miss him.
That’s enough to post by itself. But to tie it in with today’s mathematics of culture/freedom I must say that my dad truly walked to the beat of his own drum. Although he did not practice this culture. He practiced his own and he felt fully free and vindicated to do so.
At his funeral there were all kinds of people making their observations on his life. Everyone pretty much said the same thing. He was his own man. My mother did nothing but complain that he didn’t behave in the way that she would have liked. I spoke to my Daddy in the physical last December. It was the last time I saw him before he died. (I live in GA, he in NJ) he told me that he lived the exact life that he wanted to live and had no regrets. I’m happy that at the end of his life, his conscious was clear and he was free to live his life as he wanted and for the most part… always had. Makes me wonder how freely do I express my/this culture. Am I truly living as I say I am?
Peace
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Happy Bornday Daddy!
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