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A Message from "Pop" to a son who is dearly loved and gretaly missed
This message is from me, the man, not LAF, the persona behind which I often hide. It is personal in nature, and I pray that the intended recipient reads it. It doesn't matter if he doesn't. What is most important is that I say it in hopes he does. I ask the forgiveness of others here for using this venue to send thsi message to him. Those who know me, know that my son and I are estranged as his choice.
Today is Wednesday, October 8, 2003. On this date 28 years ago at 3:51 PM, I met someone who would change my life forever for the first time. That introduction was overwhelming and brought tears of joy to my eyes. I met, for the very first time, my son - Arden James. Twenty-eight years later I have discovered that the love and pride I felt that day was miniscule in comparison to the love and pride I feel for him today.
I wish for him a happy birthday and pray that he has many more to come. I wish for him only the best things in life for as long as he lives and I hope his life is long and filled with wonders. I wish for he and his wife (whom I have never met) true joy and happiness together. As an elder, I get away with giving advice, even if it is advice that did not work for me. Love one another. Make every day together one in which you let the other know just how great that love for the other is. Don't just say it - show it! No marriage can ever end when both parties follow that advice. Unfortunately, that was not the case for me.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON!
My days here on earth are nearly done, but I can leave with the certain knowledge that during my life, from October 8, 1975 until that final breath, I have been proud to be your father in the best of times and in the worst of times, for I have accomplished nothing greater in my life than being your "Pop." If there is an afterlife, you need to now that I will be spending my time there watching over you. I'll be the spirit with the huge smile of pride and puffed up chest, telling everyone who will listen (and those who don't wish to), "That's my son!"
I miss you, son. Call anytime you wish. Your call will be appreciated more than you can ever know and will be the best medicine I can have in these days of humanity-robbing weakness, overwhelming illness and soul wrenching despondency.
With all my love,
Your "Pop"
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