Thursday, January 6, 2022

Sketches of a Bipolar Girl: Dear Dad

 


Dear Daddy, 

Hi, it's me Bev.  Well, it's been a year since you've been gone.  I face the day with a tiny bit of sadness and a bit of hope.  We've been doing okay since you left.  You told us to go ahead and live our lives, and that's what we've been doing. 

In the beginning, it was hard.  I felt like an orphan when you died.  I thought that with both you and mom gone, I was totally alone in the world.  But, I realized that I wasn't.  I still have April, Erica, Sean and Jerald.  I've only talked to him once this year.  He is still keeping his distance from me.  Maybe one day I can repair the rift between us.  

I also have been keeping in close contact with Aunt Gloria. We talk on the phone at least once a week.  In fact, I'm going to call her later today.  She's been a great comfort to me.  We talk about all kinds of things, not just you and mom.  

April is doing well at work.  Erica lost her job back in July.  It was not a good parting of the ways, but it was for the best as that job was making her sick.  It was a very toxic environment.  Jerald got a promotion to supervisor, so he is still working hard and doing well.  Sean is still driving the big rig for Amazon.  He has started training new drivers when he isn't driving himself.  He got transferred to a new site, but is still looking to move up here this year.  That's my hope anyway.  April worries about him being a truck driver.  

Me? Well, my ankle is finally healed and I am doing pretty well. I walk with a limp now because my ankle is now one piece, so it doesn't bend all the way for a normal gait.  But, other than that I have no complaints.  I mean I could complain, but what difference would it make?  It is what it is. 

Do you hear me when I talk to you?  There's a special star that I say is you, and I look up at it and talk to you.  I wish I had a recording of your voice, just so I could hear you once in a while, but I suppose that would be pitiful. I remember you in my mind and heart, so I suppose that's enough.  

I just turned in my notice to Amazon a few minutes ago.  I cannot be on my feet that long anymore.  I can walk around for about an hour before my ankle hurts and starts  to swell.  After that, I have to sit down for a while.  

I hope you're enjoying yourself.  I hope that it's everything that you hoped for and you get to see  Uncle Charles and Nana and PopPop.  Tell them I said hello.  I miss you daddy.  I'm no one's baby girl anymore. I'm just a grown up adult person. I finally learned to take care of myself.  I hope I make you proud.  I love you forever and a day. - B

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