CenotaphGirl
Under the dirt, that’s my home ⚰️
I spent yesterday with my dad for his birthday. I washed his grave and weeded it, placed flowers all around it. After I sat next to his grave, spent time reflecting, even imagined him telling me off, telling me I wasted the lessons he taught me. I couldn't stay as long as I wanted to, just not well enough, but as my mum was also interrupting/disturbing the peace I usually find there I decided to maybe go again alone this weekend if I am discharged
One thing about my dad was he was anything but a “nice man” had a pimple, bad hair day, gained weight? Visit him at your own risk I spent an hour sitting in poor lighting getting my face on as I still think I have to look my best for my dad I sat there wishing I’d hear a “hey Cennie Doll!” Funnily enough I’d even take, “hey have you gained weight?!” anything but the deafening silence, anything but nothing x
Rest In Peace Dad