A Letter To My Sr.

03/20/1974 - 7/22/15

The giver of my name! The giver of my life, I’m thankful for every second I had with you.

I still have the creator of my body that infused her God like essence into my being. However I have been “separated” from the one that breathed the spirit into it.

I have nothing but joyous memories from being your son. I hope and pray that you felt the strength of my love for you as you toiled to figure out this life and get it right. It was an undying love that never judged you. Just watched and observed as you did your very best in circumstances that were designed to crush you. Now I understand what you meant when you told me you had no blueprint. Just a day-by-day faith that helped you figure it out. I have to say your intuitive instincts were powerful because I can’t wait to put my blueprint to work. Until I have a child of my own, I’ll continue to put it to work by helping the children on this earth develop into the powerful beings you’ve showed me we’re supposed to be. The imprint left on my life from your thumb was astronomical. And though I still tend to feel the thumb was lifted too soon, I see as time passes that the print is not incomplete. You gave me all you had and all you had was every last bit of what I needed. I hope you look back on your time and know you did your part to completion and sat me on the next step to start my journey from a better place. 15 years is a mighty long time. I can let you go knowing you deserve your rest. I love you. And though I know I miss you deeply on the physical plane, you never really left me. And you taught me that death is only a concept. So I’m ready to rise from my slumber with sorrow and pain and bring pride back to the name as I swang hard in my lane!

If you’re reading this and thinking about the ones you’ve lost, REMEMBER THIS: 

REAL ONES LIVE ON | #REMEMBERROLO

Ready 2 Rise - Rolo Jr

Love.