MY LIGHT TO THIS DARK LIFE

You know those birthday cards, anniversary cards,and happy Father’s Day cards that a child draws in for their father? Well, I did those too, except mine were not drawings, mine were words that carved pictures in my fathers heart. Even though now when I go back and read those paragraphs I cringe, and I ask myself why I continued writing one on every occasion, Until I remember my father’s reaction, his ever so genuine and encouraging words that made me feel on top of a world filled with writers. He didn’t stop there, rather he persuaded me to do three things; read, read and read and when i was done, I should write a book. So, my first book would only be about MY FATHER. This book was written with tears because every time I think about him, I’m in awe. I always wanted to write something until my dad wrote a book about his daughters and that’s when I thought maybe I should write about my father which is the best thing to write about. ( I always did want to write something until my dad wrote a book about his daughters and that’s when I thought maybe I should write about my father which is the best thing to write about. )