I ask myself, what is a piece of paper? To some it is just something that can be crumpled up and thrown away-it is something that just holds words that may not mean a thing.
I ask myself what is a piece of paper? Today I received a piece of paper that not only means everything to me, but it is also the only tangible thing I can hold close in memory of my biological father. I have nothing else besides an archived copy of the obituary notice I found in the Winnipeg Star.
Death in any family is difficult but I cannot even imagine what it was like for his family when they got the news that he was murdered December 18, 1990. It is with this thought, that I offer peace to the family I do not know and put down a tobacco tie in honour of his life.
I ask myself, what is a piece of paper? To me it means everything-its the one thing I can hold in my hands and say "I know my father existed, here it is"
I write this in memory of my biological father- William John McKay Jr. I hope that wherever you are in the spirit world, you are at peace, and I hope that if you are looking down, I am making you proud.
What is a piece of paper? To me it is the only tangible thing I hold in my hands for now that will remind me that you once lived, and that is something I can hold onto until some day I find a picture of you.
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