My Dad
My Dad the artist ,
the painter , the writer, the encourager ,,
MY dad the lover of people ..
My Dad the one who reaches out the most ..
My Dad is ths one , want wants me to come home most ..
and sometimes i wish i could ..
I miss you Dad ,
i miss exploring you ,
i miss hanging out with all your creative friends ..
i miss the way you make me laugh ...
And im scared that i wont get enough time with you ,
thats what scares me most ..
when you get old or before u get too old i wanna be there .. looking after you .. and Mama..
I want you guys to know how much i love you ... not only in words ..
Mama i miss you too ...
i miss your smiles , your loving heart your amazing hugs ..
your words of wisedom ...
I love you so much ..
It was joy to see you happy ..
it was a joy to see you do the things u love ...
I miss you Evie ..
my youngest sister ..
I want time to get to know you ..
I want you to know ill always be there if u need to talk ..
I miss you Aaron
your a man now ..
I love you ..
I miss you Mira ..
not a day goes by when i dont think of you ...
im so proud of you ...
I wish i could be there ...
I miss you Robin
i miss your quiet manner ,
your cleverness .. but im glad your happy ...
And thats only one family .. i miss so many more ...
Part of me still feels likes there back home in Orange...
Part of me feels like i left part of my heart back in the sydney ...
But my heart growing bigger and bigger ...
caring more and more ..