Just a small story I wanted to write:

Apr 20, 2010 15:03

The sun shone down upon me on the bright and beautiful day. It was a very warm day so I decided to strip the jeep down and let the winds blow through my hair. Fumbling through the stations, I finally landed on the tunes from my past and I bee bopped on down the highway to visit you ( Read more... )

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rosetiger April 21 2010, 23:22:49 UTC
I'm not able to do that since my father is buried three states away and when I visit, the experience is so overwhelming that I can't stay at the cemetery more than a few minutes.

However, I very frequently have phone conversations with him in my head. Telling him how my day was, what my plans are, how school is going, etc and trying to imagine what his voice would sound like when he would answer me.

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