Pyro (pyrohypnotik) wrote in last_thoughts,
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Alfred James Coursol 1921-1999

.When my Dad died it was much different for me. I don't know if it was because of what I was going through at the time (which was W.W.III, my divorce), the vision or just the way I am but there was very little mourning for me.


My father had a stroke that lasted 4 months until he passed. During that time he did 2 things for me
He came to me in a vision one day as I sat on the couch exhausted from everything that was going on. At the time of the vision I felt like I knew and understood everything and the moment I stood up it was all gone, but he somehow had taken the grief away from me and to this day 2 years later it has only been a sigh and a small tear.

He was also unable to speak or move during this time but one day while alone with him he sang the best he could Tom Dooley, a song he used to sing to me when I was a little boy. The enthusiastic look on his face will live with me forever. To me it was a sign to get back into my music, which I have.

When I last saw him 2 nights before he died I went to say good- bye. I thanked him for the baseball glove when I was five, for the banana seat and sissy bar to trik out my bike for all the good talks and vacations and fun. I thanked him for being my Dad. I told him I am who I am because of him and that I was proud of who I am and told him not to worry about Mom or the rest of the family I could handle itit is okyou can let goit's so beautiful thereI will see you again

I looked into his eyes and said good bye for the last time
He died two days later in the middle of the night.

I have no fear of death; I have no fear of living.
I know where I am,
I know where I'm from,
I know where I'm going.

Peace
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