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Bryce F.A.Q (Last Updated: 2025 Feb 02 3:02 am)
Oh my, Ornlu, our deepest sympathy to you. Just remember when one door slams shut in your face, for sure a better one opens up for you. Try to stay calm and if it gets to crazy (cause it will), go out and get some air, it will help, cause you can't change somethings, but you can make them better. Sharen
Very sorry to hear this news, my thoughts are with you.
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How easy is it for the moment To relegate a loving habit to the confines of memory The form remains in its familiarity Yet feelings silently let out a wail of despair The tremendous presence of a spirit is felt In its abject absence. That which was living and breathing Is now merely an idea! How challenging is it to come to terms That something will be no more An hitherto epicentre of life Has left in search of a greater flight. Hush your tears and make a wish In complete harmony and glory may the new flight be. My Condolence!
Figures dancing in shadows reveal to me a man broken, tortured, lonesome too hard to understand Why was his life wasted why he didnt care why he forsook us all too hard to understand Gleaming shards of broken glass the pane of past erased his mind a shallow pond of filth his life a sad cold place. Reading no vacancy poignantly no place within forsaken as a withered plant how can he call me kin? Father Id like to call you the reservation grew to old I stopped dusting it off long ago written in sand not in stone. You danced back into shadows long forgotten is your face an oblivion of damaged recollections chaos took your place...
Something you may not be understanding, he abandoned us when I was 5, leaving my mother pregnant. I saw him once more when I was 11. He never attempted to keep in touch. It's bad business. I constantly think now that I wish he changed. Maybe he became a new man and couldnt force himself to face us. Atleast this is what I hope. Now all I have are these feelings of being incomplete, I always knew I could make ammends, find him, see if he had changed. Now I can't.
You must keep your head up.Remember that you can pray for him,because out of it all. it brought you into this place to become what you are.I lost my Dad in June.I can only remember the good times,for me to be ok with it.
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I am very sorry Robert, my sinsere condolences and wishing you strength for the coming time! I know how it feels. My dad left us too and finished his life when I was 12. Now I am 40, never had a chance to talk to him, know how he feels, what kind of man he was, what kind of grandpa he would be and no more chances to find out either. No other choice than to get on with life. Hope you"ll find comfort! Elsina
Ornlu, there is a way to find out what you seek.. My situeation was very similar to yours, but i was 5 the last time I saw him. when I was 19, and my mother could no longer tell me not to see him, or him not to see me, I went to His mothers house...to kinda catch up....see who I really was, where I came from.... 2 days later, he was waiting for me when I came home from work... We had scattered meetings over the next 3 years, seeing each other maybe 5 times... Then His accident, and He was gone... I am thankful for the few visits we had, tho I wish there were more...that He could have seen His grandchildren.. Now I visit HIs family...which is really mine as well..even if they dont' feel like it yet. I learned of his accident the day I found out I was carrying my scond baby... and hell if she isn't the spitting image of him in looks and behavior... I really have my hands full...LOL Try to get in touch with those he was close to in the last few years...see where he lived, where he worked....who he cared for.... those will tell you more about him then anything will... I hope that what you find, is what you need to know.... and it turns out as well as my experience.. hugsssssssssss Jen
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Ugh... I just got a phone call about my father. I haven't seen him since I was 11 years old. He apparently died last night from a massive brain hemorage, nothing could have been done to prevent it. Another unfortunate turn of events as of late. Not really what I need right now, midterms come thursday and friday but I have to fill out all kinds of forms/letters/notery signings about his cremation. What a mess...what a mess... so needless to say this has been a pretty ugly week, hope it goes up from here.