I'm grabbing this from memory since I can't keep much of a blog ever. I kept pretty updated with this one until things got a little less bad & more bad at the same time. November 24th I believe, is when I got a call from Caitlin, she didn't sound so good, & said "I've got to tell you something, it's important" ...scaring me shitless, making me worry about Taylor & what might be wrong... I was so worried for her safety. No, but just as bad news filled my ears. "Taylor's dad died last night." ... I couldn't comprehend her words, my legs went weak, my voice broke & I asked "What?!" as if I heard her wrong. But I heard her clearly. I asked how, she said of a heart attack. It has to be the worst news I've ever received in my life so far. It was. I was lucky enough to have seen him Halloween night. Him, always poking fun at my lipring, & AFI. It was all in good laughs, because he was probably the greatest guy I've had the pleasure to meet... No, he is & probably will be the last. Apparently Robin & Taylor's Nana came probably only 20 mins after I got off the phone with her ...giving her the news. I was so scared for her, I could care less of my own emotions. I was terrified. I kept picturing in my mind, how happy of a person she is... & for the person she loves most to be ripped away from her... I was scared I wouldn't see her smile again in the same way... or any of that, really... I'm glad I was wrong.
She called me. We talked... it was hard at first. Then we talked about how silly he was. I took out my lip ring, deeming it stupid. X'] I went to the funeral with Caitlin. It was hard to see her, I was shaking...but she was smiling. The funeral had to be the most unexpected thing, really. The funniest funeral you could attend, so many great stories of him. Hilarious ones. Him being the jokster he was, the stories were never dull & always filled with either great kindness or infinite humor. I felt like I cried more than anyone at the funeral because I didn't have a chance to express my sadness, not even on my own time. When I went around hugging everyone, I tried to spill my heart & be as bold as I could doing so. Just putting it out there, that my image of a father was nothing of Taylor's father, Ron. All the father's that I've met in my life, were dull, lifeless even...compared to him. Seeing a man love his children the way he did, baffled me. So that's what it's like. Hm. I made Taylor cry.. =/ I felt bad, but at the same time, I was relieved.
I'm glad Taylor is the same Taylor, after all. Though I know she's changed, it's not a front she's putting on when she smiles or laughs. I'm so glad for that... Truly.
RIP Ron Morgan. <3
You'll be missed dearly.
No comments:
Post a Comment