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My bookshelf carries my favorite books and trinkets – a Magic 8 Ball, an artist mannequin, even a “Muggles for Harry Potter” button from the late 90s – but its most important item is my father’s journal.
I didn’t know this object existed until around high school. My father died when I was four years old, so I only got to know him through the eyes of a child.
Written between 1986 and 1994, this cherished object is the only way I can connect with my dad as an adult. Through this journal, I found out he was a Doctor Who fan! (I wonder what he would think of Eleven, my favorite Doctor?) There are poems, musings, and direct thoughts from when my dad was in his twenties. Now that I am a bit younger than he was when he wrote in this book, I feel honored with the experience of getting to know my father as a kind of long-distance pen-pal.
If my soul, my spirit were to be stereotyped, I suppose an artist would be the closest.”
The themes in his journal include insights, self-inspection, his Catholic faith, and his passions, which included sailing, writing, and photography. I remember reading his poetry for the first time. I felt a connection with him in a way that transcends tangible existence. Poetry is a way we can connect.
There is one quote in his journal that simultaneously comforts me and sends chills up my spine.
Should I ever die…come down and find me…I’ll be the seagull that is flying the breezes towards the sun!! You won’t have to talk either, just be there…I’ll know…I will understand.”