I like to write about people. Anybody, anything. Little things mostly, the ones you remember for no particular reason. How somebody smiled, how their face looked like in a given moment, a gesture soon to be forgotten..maybe not even noticed at all. Especially about my family, but the sad thing is I spent only a little time with them in my life...the war, moving to Canada and so on...so sometimes I`m running low on memories, until they come back to me, usually in a dream.
I often wonder if my daughter is going to read all that, once she grows up..and if she is going to like to write. Would she write about me? What would she say about daddy? Good man, bad man, fantastic dad or an ass*ole, somebody to look up to or maybe never think about him at all, saint or sinner?
Dang...it`s gonna be a long wait for that. Maybe she`s gonna scribble something down as an assignment in school, but the real stuff? That comes later. If it comes at all. I don`t wanna read what she would write while in puberty. Is there anybody who said or wrote anything positive about his/her parents during that time? I doubt it.
I just hope she`s gonna write at all.
That`s one wish I have in life...to be remembered by her. In a good way, I hope.
Please God help me to be a good dad...I`ll pay you back when I see you...if I see you at all.
Do you ever think about stuff like that, my friends?