Saturday, January 1, 2011

Closure


In the month of May I received a phone call from my Mom saying that my Father was in the Hospital because of stomach pains. The diagnosis was Cancer of the Liver and Stomach. His Doctor gave him a year or so to live, scheduled chemo and sent him home. My Father lived a life of drugs and alcohol. I made preparations to visit him quickly. When My family and I arrived at his home in North Carolina, I saw a man that looked older then expected, tired, frail, and in pain. The crazy thing is that the whole 2 days we were there, he never complained and in good spirit. One thing I noticed is that his shoulders was so narrow. I remember growing up seeing a man that stood tall and strong with broad shoulders. Now im seeing a man that looked defeated. There was moments when i noticed him just staring at me. Staring at his Grand children, like he was burning the images in his head to keep with him when he passes. My father and I never had the best relationship. I wasn't there to bring up the bad things, but there to laugh and build.
On June 8th, I was back at work. I left my cell phone in the car that day. Later that day I had this crazy feeling like I had to get my phone, I mean like i was literally running to my car to get it. When I opened my phone i saw that my Brother and Sister called. I knew it was about my dad. So when i called my Sister, Thats when i got the news that he past away at his home in North Carolina. I found out later that he was dead in his home for 2 days. I couldn't get that image out my head for a while. I wish that I was there to see him for the last time. He was cremated, so the last image in my head was when i saw him in May. Im guessing that was a good thing.
Now for those who know me, knows that im not a big talker. But I felt that I had to speak at his memorial. The strangest thing is that I wasn't nervous at all. When I went up to the podium, the tears flowed, and I got out what I had to say. That he was a good man, a good man that welcomed his nieces and nephews in his home, so they can get on there feet.
as 2011 rolls in, it seemed official that I will not see my father for a while now. Try to stay in touch with friends and family. Talk and spend time with your kids. love your spouse or significant other with all your heart.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

A MOMENT IN RHYME

The story: One young man with possibly one to many hats expresses his experience as a father, artist, musician, writer, & provider. When everyday revolves around kids, music, & work life can become quite unpredictable.
A moment in rhyme represents a time period in my life. 5 Years consolidated into 6 songs. Starting half way through an unfinished story, I attempted to summarize an experience, allowing you to get a glimpse into what my life has been like recently. As does time, this ep flashes by so fast its almost a moment. A feeling. A short story.
GET IT FOR HERE FOR 5 DOLLARS