a beautiful piece to have 🎹

my biggest heartache (and yes, i’ve had some huge ones) is losing that one man who loved me the most. he calls me princess, i call him dad.  
a serious man, this guy; but we would always chuckle together as we shared many secrets worth grinning like crazy.
his health issues got in the way, in that he had to leave at the time when i was neither here nor there in my career and business of the heart. suffice it to say, this daddy’s girl lost her smile then.
but just before dad slipped into a coma, we had this conversation that, to this day, resonates with me. i should never forget those words..

me : dad, how can i still smile when you and i go on separate ways from hereon?
dad : go back to playing piano
me : ehhh.. it’s a beautiful piece to have, but i suck at it when i was little.. and how is that the answer to my question??
dad : princess, that’s your reminder, that life sucks, but you smile at life because it is a beautiful piece to have.
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and so every time i feel that i am neither here nor there, i go back to playing my saving grace. 

THE PRAYER

i still suck, but i smile, for indeed, it is a beautiful piece to have.

a s   l i f e   g o e s   o n..