My life with my father has always been very complicated
Misunderstood, misconstrued, and miscommunicated
But it would be a lie if I said I didn’t need his validation
I would also have to admit he was my life confrontation
When it was just him and me, somehow it seemed okay
But in front of others, he felt the need to dominate
And the caring and kindness I once knew as my father
Though failing health and danger, he grew further and farther
Disappeared in his own need, as he became a stranger
I felt sorry for him, though that is condescending and unfair
We did our best for him as Mama would have wanted us to do
I feel sorry to lose him. And I meant it when I said “I love you.”
Goodbye, Papa.
November 26, 2025