My Dad's Passport

There’s an old passport in my nightstand. At times when I feel lonely I take it out and look at it. I see my father’s picture and I read his name, I feel connected since I was named after him. People constantly tell me I look like my mother, we look like the same person, except I have less wisdom and she has a couple of more decades on. My dad and I don’t look very much alike, but he had a birthmark, the same one I have in my left calf. At times I see the birthmark and I think of him, I remember how he made me laugh. He was a funny person, I guess that part I got from him. I like to believe I got my sense of freedom and adventure from him too. He wasn’t much of a traveler, I tell you that, but his spirit could never stay in one place at a time. I've learned the hard way that all things in life come to an end, just like that old passport expired from one day to the next, my father died in a car accident they say. I don't remember him that much, since I was only eight when he passed away. But I do remember small moments, us playing soccer in a sunny day, he was wearing flip flops but still played, because for what I know he always tried to make me happy when he was around. We went to the stadium several times, I don't think I have gone again since he passed. I have an old picture hanging around in the closet, in it he's next to me laughing and oh I love the dimples in his smile, similar to the one on my right cheek when I laugh. It's hard to remember, to put together moments in my mind, moments which I treasure in the bottom of my heart but which won't ever come back. He was strong, he was tough, my mom tells me she'll never love another man as much as she loved him. I hope one day I find a love that strong. Most of the times I'm fine, I tell myself I'm alright and that I don't need him around to take care of me. But when the night turns dark and I'm all alone in my room, I take that old passport out. When things go wrong and I don't know how to make it right, I try and imagine how life would be if he was around.


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