It has been a while, 1995 since you passed
We were both dying at that time
or so I was told…
so my attention was selfish
I hope there is peace on the other side
and no more pain or un-comfortability
no need to self-medicate
like we felt we had to do here
You were the only happiness I
remember as a child and although
you were struggling with alcohol
I was struggling with addiction
I wasn’t there for you while you
expired because my anger and confusion
fueled my own self-destruct mission
In two days I am traveling to Belfast, Ireland
to finally stand at your resting site
seeing where you grew up and saying goodbye
at your grave site. I hope I will see you again
one day when I get there…
RECYCLED HUMAN 
These are tough poems to write … but they are worth writing … and reading. Thank you.
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Peace to you. I hope your journey to your father’s homeland will give you strength and peace and closure.
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This is so sad. I’m so sorry. As soon as I saw the picture my eyes started to well up. You look just like your father. But then I’m sure you don’t need to be told that. Seeing pictures like this make me think about how much hope was there at the time, what the potential possibilities were. I think about the innocence. And then the reality of what became is just so heart breaking. Not a judgment at all as I understand what brings us to where we end up. Safe travels to Ireland. As msmind says above, I hope you can get some closure and most importantly inner peace.
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thank you so much for your compassion and insight
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