My father speaks to me

Published September 13, 2012 by Sandee

From my inner ear, in the recesses there and in the brain, you settle and speak to me and I shake my head to feel the fleshing out of this voice that has to do with who I am, and what I want more than anything I can grab, hold, and keep so solidly in a static notion that can only be captured in a moment of creative expression.

41 comments on “My father speaks to me

  • I can just see he’s a good soul. I’m glad you were blessed with such a wonderful father for a role model. I’m sure he’s so proud of the woman you’ve become : )

  • OMG! He’s a beautiful man! What a wonderful face. And the familiar hair and beard. Dean had a beard since the seventies until he died. Your dad’s smile. oh, my. He is a loveable man … just looking at him, you know. Lucky child you are! ๐Ÿ™‚

  • Thanks for sharing such a beautiful moment in your heart. But those we love light it up that way, don’t they? You don’t need to wear his jacket (though its lovely to do so) because you’ll find that on some level you are exactly like him. Have a lovely weekend. Yaz

    • Aw thanks Carla! I appreciate you saying that! I don’t know what’s wrong with my comments — for some strange reason I had to approve this comment which is so stupid since I never had to before. I just changed my email address in my gravatar image and info and it threw everything off. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

      • I want you to know that I look forward to your every post. You are a very “real” person,if you understand what I am trying to say. You are able to laugh and be comfortable being yourself, and still able to show your vulnerable side too. The only reason that I haven’t bought your book is that I don’t own a kindle. It is beyond my price range. But I am sure it is a great read!

        • Your kind words mean more to me than you buying my book Carla. Thank you so much for following and reading and commenting — I look forward to the exchanges we have in the comments section. I feel a real connection and I appreciate it.

  • Sandee, I can see where you got your beautiful soul-reaching smile. Your Dad’s got it and he looks like a sweet wonderful soul — like you! When did you write about him? Was it a post? Must have been before you and I “met.” I’d love to read. Thanks for sharing this.

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