Last night laying in bed, my daughter Kiki could not stop talking about Brian. She stared at his picture with me for quite sometime. Then she said it's going to be sad without him and she missed him.
These were the things she had to say as she rambled on about her dad as a Hero in her eyes:
"He was a good guy. Some people thought he was a bad guy because sometimes he did bad things. They would judge him because he had a police record, but it wasn't that bad. They did not know he was actually a good guy they just judged him and it was wrong. He is actually a really good guy. He saves the world, by saving the planet." I smiled and looked at her, not saying anything, just letting her get whatever she wanted to off her chest; "Like, he would pick up garbage wherever he went. It didn't matter how small it was. He was always picking up garbage. Even the tiny things no one ever saw, he would pick it up. He would always say to hold my soda so that he could pick up anything on the ground no matter how long it took. If he didn't pick up the garbage all the time the world would be messy and then our environment would be really bad, so yeah, he saves the world. People just don't know that he is a good guy."
It's important for me to share moments and memories like this as a way for me to journalize my husband's legacy, and the impressions he had on the world and those he loved around him.
Through my stories I am hoping you will all understand not only the addiction process, but also the man behind the addictions that we all loved and supported. So maybe one day you all will be able to look at those with addictions and see the people behind the addiction. He was a person, a good person, and to my family even with his flaws, he was still in many ways our hero.
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