James Boyd Bush

To anyone who does not know, this is my father. This past July he past away due to a massive heart attack. Since this happening, I lost a major part of myself, as well as my best friend. This event has caused me to become a stronger person and a more determined person to make my father even more proud of the man he created in me. In all of life's lessons, "death" can never be taught. It is something that you must learn to live with and cherish the things you have while you still have them. It's so hard to express my feelings on the computer, but I am trying. I know he is reading this, just as you are reading this. But he has a better view, as he can see you, me, and everything else. Take care my father, as you are in my thoughts and prayers every day of my life. I love you dad

This is a poem written by a friend of mine, Brenda that I thought was so fitting to me, my father, and life in general. Thanks again Brenda.

Its Over

Its over.
Nothing in the world could fill the emptiness inside my soul.
No one could lift the weight thats been dropped on my heart,
  except him.
In time, I'll think it's done with
But all the while there will be the pain, the pain only I know is there.
They say time is the greatest pacifier, that time heals all wounds.
But even time cannot remove the weight inside my heart, the
emptiness inside my soul.
Emotion is a fire.  A fire that burns hotter than the sun, more     
powerful than a thousand volcanoes, more destructive than any      storm
ever created by nature.
What he took from me can never be given back.
The time, the feelings, everything.
I try to consider these things simple losses, trifle posessions.
But I can never escape the pain, the emotion.
In time, when I think Ive moved on,
    I see him again, I think I can handle the situation, that
nothing could bring back what I felt.
However, the cruel joker emotion is not finished with me.
He fans the flames I thought buried.
Feeds the passion I thought left in the past.
Like the spark that ignites a match, I feel the emotions of years past.
My feelings once again flare into being, but its over.
Nothing can fill the emptiness of my soul.
No one can lift the weight thats been dropped on my heart...
                except him.
                                            3/95  BMI