I haven’t written any poetry in a while, having three kids has kept me very busy, but I have been using any and all available time working on my books. I am not going to let the rejections I have received get me down. My little girl is seven months old now and sleeping through the night so when I am not too exhausted, I am writing THE LAST CHRISTMAS WITH MY FATHER. This book has turned out to be very important to me. The circumstances of my father’s death were very different from the character’s in the book, but I never got to say goodbye to my father and it is a regret that will follow me for the rest of my life. Writing this book has allowed me to say some of the things I wish I had been able to say to him. My father died of Alzheimer’s, which is a horrible disease. His mind was gone before his body was gone and even if I had made it to his bedside before his passing, the words most likely wouldn’t have meant much to him. There is obviously much more to this good-bye in the book, but this is the good-bye that I wrote specifically for my father. With the anniversary of his death rapidly approaching, I want to tell him, I love you dad. I miss you.
“I love you daddy. I always have and I always will. It is okay to rest now. Be at peace. I will take care of mom.” My eyes were dry, the tears had all been spent over the last several weeks.
Excerpt from the Last Christmas with my Father
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