Bygbaby.com Mindspill

11 years ago, I got a call from my mother that changed my life. She called to tell me that my father, R.L. Howard died.

I was crushed. Devastated. Confused. Fucked up!

Although many years have passed, it still feels like yesterday. I still get the urge to dial his number. I still imagine him calling me to talk “stuff.”

Even being practically 40, I still need my father.

Usually on this day, I am emotionally unsteady, but today, I’m feeling great. Weekend plans have partially diverted my attention. Life continues…