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DADDY'S GIRL

"Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes."    Gloria Naylor

SINEM'S IN THE HOUSE!

Neither of these shots was taken by me; I just did the editing by blending a twenty year old photo of my father scanned on to our pc and a photo of me from the wedding.

This post is dedicated to my father, my guardian angel, the man who loved me unconditionally, and to Suby, the man who loves me on the condition that I love myself.

 

DADDY'S GIRL

"Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans."

 

                                                                                         John Lennon

 Life indeed happens when you are busy, when you haven't got the time, when you are looking away. The hustle and bustle of the Planet Earth going about its 365 day journey around itself, oblivious to human pain and suffering, defines our lives, takes hold of us, shapes our identity, making us coil and shuffle in our solitary cells, until the day we shuffle off "this mortal coil".

We let life pass us by, without a friendly greeting, or a softly-spoken word, not even a silent whisper.

Five years ago, I lost my dad. I lost the one man in the whole wide world who loved me and cherished me unconditionally. The one man who thought a world of me. He was not perfect. Not by a long shot. But he was my hero, my friend, my dad.

On Friday 13th JuIy, there I was, dressed all in a different sort of black, following a coffin that had my dad's name scribbled on it, when I should have been walking on to a stage in my cap and gown. Throwing off my cap, I should have been celebrating. Instead, throwing a handful of soil, I was grieving. Life had caught me off-guard. That is the funny thing about life. It happens… And before you know it, it folds you over and packs you into a neat little box with your name on it. Life happens…

It is the truth of life; death is as real as every breath we take. On our solitary journey from the womb into the tomb, one certainty of life is that it "rounded with a sleep". When death draws his carriage and pulls up around the corner when least expected, one can't help but feel cheated. I was looking away. Twenty-three, young, reckless… I got caught off-guard.

 

"Life is what happens to you…"

Is it?

 

Five years on, the pain still runs deep, but still. You do not flinch anymore. You do not wake up from peaceful slumbers into crippling panic attacks. You do not feel so orphaned, so abandoned, so bereft. Years go by, life goes on; life teaches you to swallow down the tears, look up and smile instead, knowing there is a guardian angel watching over you.

When you have lost someone so dear, little scruples of life, you realise where your place is in the greater scheme of things. Almost overnight, you realise where the Sun is, and the Moon, and we, mere mortals and our daily worries, scruples and troubles. In the greater scheme of things, none of these matter. No greater grief than the loss of a loved one No greater test than this. None of it all matters in the end, except how many times your heart has skipped a beat, how many smiles you smiled a day, how many dawns you have recorded in the casket of your mind and how many hearts you have built your house in. All that matters is life itself. Drinking life "to the lees", to the very dregs that are the essence of it, not tediously, meticulously measuring it out "with coffee spoons".

 

Life is what happens…

 

"Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans."

 

Do not let life happen when you are busy, stressed, or too self-obsessed, or merely looking away. Do not sit sideways, but welcome it with open arms. Grab it with both hands, and make life happen.

 

Words by Sinem

 

"Ars longa, vita brevis."

 

 

 

 

DADDY'S GIRL

"Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes."    Gloria Naylor

SINEM'S IN THE HOUSE!

Neither of these shots was taken by me; I just did the editing by blending a twenty year old photo of my father scanned on to our pc and a photo of me from the wedding.

This post is dedicated to my father, my guardian angel, the man who loved me unconditionally, and to Suby, the man who loves me on the condition that I love myself.

 

DADDY'S GIRL

"Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans."

 

                                                                                         John Lennon

 Life indeed happens when you are busy, when you haven't got the time, when you are looking away. The hustle and bustle of the Planet Earth going about its 365 day journey around itself, oblivious to human pain and suffering, defines our lives, takes hold of us, shapes our identity, making us coil and shuffle in our solitary cells, until the day we shuffle off "this mortal coil".

We let life pass us by, without a friendly greeting, or a softly-spoken word, not even a silent whisper.

Five years ago, I lost my dad. I lost the one man in the whole wide world who loved me and cherished me unconditionally. The one man who thought a world of me. He was not perfect. Not by a long shot. But he was my hero, my friend, my dad.

On Friday 13th JuIy, there I was, dressed all in a different sort of black, following a coffin that had my dad's name scribbled on it, when I should have been walking on to a stage in my cap and gown. Throwing off my cap, I should have been celebrating. Instead, throwing a handful of soil, I was grieving. Life had caught me off-guard. That is the funny thing about life. It happens… And before you know it, it folds you over and packs you into a neat little box with your name on it. Life happens…

It is the truth of life; death is as real as every breath we take. On our solitary journey from the womb into the tomb, one certainty of life is that it "rounded with a sleep". When death draws his carriage and pulls up around the corner when least expected, one can't help but feel cheated. I was looking away. Twenty-three, young, reckless… I got caught off-guard.

 

"Life is what happens to you…"

Is it?

 

Five years on, the pain still runs deep, but still. You do not flinch anymore. You do not wake up from peaceful slumbers into crippling panic attacks. You do not feel so orphaned, so abandoned, so bereft. Years go by, life goes on; life teaches you to swallow down the tears, look up and smile instead, knowing there is a guardian angel watching over you.

When you have lost someone so dear, little scruples of life, you realise where your place is in the greater scheme of things. Almost overnight, you realise where the Sun is, and the Moon, and we, mere mortals and our daily worries, scruples and troubles. In the greater scheme of things, none of these matter. No greater grief than the loss of a loved one No greater test than this. None of it all matters in the end, except how many times your heart has skipped a beat, how many smiles you smiled a day, how many dawns you have recorded in the casket of your mind and how many hearts you have built your house in. All that matters is life itself. Drinking life "to the lees", to the very dregs that are the essence of it, not tediously, meticulously measuring it out "with coffee spoons".

 

Life is what happens…

 

"Life is what happens to you when you are busy making other plans."

 

Do not let life happen when you are busy, stressed, or too self-obsessed, or merely looking away. Do not sit sideways, but welcome it with open arms. Grab it with both hands, and make life happen.

 

Words by Sinem

 

"Ars longa, vita brevis."

 

 

 

 

comments (14)

  • Idefix
  • Germany
  • 13 Jul 2006, 00:34
Oh Sinem, what a wonderful portrait of a man and his special girl. I got quite choked reading it, but you were a lucky girl, you had a dad to grow up with and love, and grieve for. When my father died it was a stranger who died, as I had not seen him since I was a kid. The ONLY reason I am saying this is because the pain of losing someone is the price we pay for getting to love them and being loved my them. Cherish that thought, as you are blessed you had him!
sinem,

wow...the combination of the photos and your words come together and remind us how truly precious life really is. life is what happens while we are making other plans, unless we stop and take time to enjoy the delicate intricacies that truly make life enjoyable. we are all so busy, running 100 mph no where. we allow the days, minutes, and seconds that are so precious to slip through our fingers in exchange for inconsequential "stuff."

thanks for reminding me how important it is to take time to smell the roses and cherish all aspects of life. a really powerful post.
  • Laurie
  • United States
  • 13 Jul 2006, 02:34
Wow...this is an amazing tribute photo. I miss my dad terribly too. I miss that my kids missed out on so much time that I had hoped they would have with him and that hurts most of all. Your words are so very moving.
  • E Etomi
  • Nigeria
  • 13 Jul 2006, 09:47
Very beautiful Sinem. May his soul rest in peace.
Suby & Sinem: Thank you. Sinem
  • faustina
  • United States
  • 13 Jul 2006, 11:00
Geautiful post Sinem. I love that you added him to your wedding photo, touching.

"life is what happnes when you are busy making other plans" is a line in one of the songs my son sleeps to "beautiful boy" by celine dion (I'm not normally a big fan but the cd of lullabys is beautiful)

Beautiful words. My dad died this year, I know how you feel.
Suby & Sinem: Geautiful? Faustina, I am guessing it is somewhere in between great and beautiful... smileThanks!
I am not very much into the song actually, but this line has been somehow etched to my brain ever since I heard the song at thr age of twelve.
I do feel your loss, believe me. I hope you now look back and smile rather than look back and cry.
  • micki
  • United States
  • 13 Jul 2006, 12:49
Your father raised an amazing woman, and although you lost him much too early in your life, even in his early passing you have learned so much. Your years will not be wasted because of a lesson learned early on that many do not learn until so much time has passed in their lives. All the young lives you are touching now will be blessed with the seeds of that knowledge and with the proper tending throughout the years by others, they will help to make this world a better place.
Suby & Sinem: 'Seizing the day' is one huge lesson I hope to pass on to at least one person whose life I have touched. It does take a lot of wisdom and perseverence and a whole lot of learning and some unlearning of old habits along the way. But it is worth every bit of it!
Coming from an adorable woman like you, these comments are so precious, Micki. Thank you ever so much. Sinem
  • chantal
  • Netherlands
  • 13 Jul 2006, 13:04
This is a good composition.
Suby & Sinem: Thanks, Chantal. Sinem
  • vickii
  • Great Britain (UK)
  • 13 Jul 2006, 13:54
Hey Sinem, I love the composition and writing! Since you're my cousin, I am proud of you but if you weren't, I'd have to hate you because you've got way too many talents, it's almost not fair. Great photographer and writer ... what's left for the rest of us???
Suby & Sinem: Thank you, Vickii. Your kind words are much appreciated.
But you have indeed forgotten to add I am very very very pretty! smile And a great cook... Oh sorry, you wouldn't know that cos you've never come for dinner! smile
Great photographer? I wish.
Great writer? Ahem...if I may say so myself. smile
  • david
  • England
  • 13 Jul 2006, 15:39
great composite photo and wonderful, heartfelt, words. i lost my dad when i was 28 and, although we never got on too well, it was a blow to think that he wasn't around anymore.
Suby & Sinem: No matter how well or badly you get on, I think it is that feeling of loss that really deals the blow. Thank you for your comment. Sinem
Wow powerful... very lovely
Suby & Sinem: Thank you, Brett. Sinem
  • Petra
  • Netherlands
  • 13 Jul 2006, 17:17
Sinem you look like your dad very much!!
I compared this photo with : http://suby.shutterchance.com/photoblog/2305.htm
Dont you agree??
Petra
Suby & Sinem: I know I do, Petra, I have been told that sooooooo many times...
Suby's picture of Jazz and I, huh?
What does that make me? Jazz's mum? smile
Great composition Sinem. Enjoy your life together.
Suby & Sinem: Agent Provocateur, thank you for your comment, but have you actually read what is underneath the picture? Enjoying our life together might be a bit problematic as my dad passed away five years ago. sad
She´s really good looking smile and I´m sure she is his proud and joy.
Suby & Sinem: Karl, thank you for your comment, but the 'she' you are referring to is me, Sinem. I occassionally post on Suby's blog. Sinem
  • barbara
  • Great Britain (UK)
  • 13 Jul 2006, 22:30
Wow Petra is so right...you ARE your father's daughter. Bx

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