ITS BEEN ONE YEAR SINCE THE PHONE CALL
I can still hear the words .. i cant say them yet without swelling with tears my mouth starts to shake a little,
my whole body slows almost as if it can't remember whats next. Then my chest swells and i feel a thump, a hard one i don't know if its to remind me mine still beats or that he doesn't.
About that time i begin to feel selfishly without him i remember those who he wrapped his heart close with, for when it comes to heartbreak they are the ones he would want our good intentions to go.
My mind reprocesses memories of his "i don't give a shit" attitude" & "don't fuck with my family dude" & 'cause we're family that's why" way of living. He did what he did because he wanted to and he would make no excuses for it.
What i know is he would do what he would do for ours, and he wouldn't make any excuses for doing it!
He lead by Quite Example,(i know never would of thought that word and him) he provided for his family, food, financially, and most importantly in faith as a fisherman for our Family!
i choose to remember him with.. Love.. Honor.. Humor.. Respect
