October 10, 2008

[dammitjoelle]

It was the first time in fifteen years since I had heard his voice. His West Virginian accent was far from unnoticeable, or unforgettable for that matter. The message was abrupt and cold, and could have been mistaken for nerves. "Hey Jo, it's your dad...." he proceeded to leave his number and the time he planned on being around to answer a

Comments

[acrossthesea28]

wow that sounds really intense. i hope everything works out well

[dammitjoelle]

it def. was at the time! Thank you, me too.

[afterbeautiful]

this made me tear up, and the only other information i have about this is a poem of yours i read in mr. joseph's class in 10th grade. if you ever need to talk, let me know.

it's never too late to pick up where left off, if the time is right. people can change. you're strong enough to make it through this <3

[dammitjoelle]

hahaha did I really write a poem about this in Mr. Joseph's class? Wow, I wonder where that went, I wish I remember what it said? lol. Thank you for being there. I love you. Can't wait to see you Saturday! <3

[r2tincan]

:)