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Dear Daughter, From Your Loving Dad

10/31/2016

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     One of my most vivid memories, one that makes me tear up every time, is the day you were born. You see, we bonded from that very moment you opened your eyes, you took my breath away and locked onto my heart forever. I smiled and held your hand, and a nurse looked at me and said, "Oh my, she's definitely a Daddy's Girl." She was right.
     We've shared laughs and we've shared tears, happy times, sad times, and differences of opinions. Through it all, I've given you space to grow, to learn, to struggle, to fail. But, no matter what, you've always known that I'm here for you. Here to listen, here for a hug, here for a shoulder to cry on, here to give you advice, and if you need it, here for shelter, to reset, to focus again on those days of happiness that you know are there, at your fingertips.
     I know that you never want more than happiness and perhaps that's because I've preached for years that happiness is all that matters. When you are happy, I see your heart shine, I feel it. I've always seen that beacon in you, casting light in the night, protecting those you love, yet not always thinking about the light that should shine on you. I raised you not to be selfish, to share happiness and love, to give more than you take. You have always done exactly that.
     Now that I have more experience as a Dad since that morning you were born, and you have grown to be a beautiful lady, adulting, giving your life every effort to be happy, I want you to be selfish for just a little while. I want you to look in the mirror and smile. I want you to wear that smile, to share it, to be contagious, to spread the joy of life. I want you to live your dreams and to be loved by those of us that share your dreams.
     I want you to laugh and sing like we did that one summer afternoon on the way to the beach. Man, we nailed it that day! I want you to experience the freedom you felt when I pushed you on a swing and you dropped your head back and your blonde haired flowed in the wind. I want you to walk tall with pride like I saw you do each and every time you took to the mats in cheerleading and shout to the world that you are confident and that there's no challenge that can stop you.
     Most of all, I just want to continue to share the relationship we have, the one where you can call me and we can talk about anything, or nothing, but I'll be happy to hear from you and you from me. I want to continue that relationship where I miss you every day and I think about the next time we'll get a chance to share a meal, or sit on the couch and binge watch some show I have no interest in, but because you are next to me, I'll be happy because you'll be happy, or we get back in that car for an encore performance to the beach.
     You see my daughter, life is about singing and listening to the music the world has to offer. It's our life song and it plays now and it plays forever. Each day, we must dance to this song, and if you get tired, know that you can always dance on my toes, and I'll carry us both to the melody that hasn't stopped since the day that you came into my world as my baby girl.

Love,

​Dad
Robert Stanhope and his daughter.
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Nashville

10/25/2016

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Nashville - Photo by Robert Stanhope
Music City, you sing to me,
serenade me with a melody,
your streets alive with dreams.

There's a brightness shining
from your dingy honkeytonks,
Tips overflowing a tin bucket.

Heartbreak has it's own star,
burned out in a styrofoam cup
on a hot and steamy sidewalk.

I'm a sucker for your ebb and flow,
your waves of salty emotion,
sending me home to reflect my life song.
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Twitter Prompts Preventing Writer's Block

10/12/2016

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There are several daily writing prompts offered by talented writers on Twitter. I participate in these writing exercises to keep my writing skills sharp and to help prevent a block from setting into my production. Search these hashtags for writing prompts: #musemon  #2bittues  #1linewed  #thurds

There are more prompts during the week, but those listed above have done the trick for me. The prompts are listed in order, Monday through Thursday. I have provided samples of my work below, based on writing prompts from the past week.

#MuseMon

PROMPT: Spell or mine
​My tweet: I'm going to sit for a spell to consider what is yours and what is mine. Observe, for when I'm done, so are you.

#2BitTues

PROMPT: goodbye
My tweet:
Saying goodbye to the storm,
The dark clouds & thunder,
The cold & pouring rain,
I'll weather better without her.

#1LineWed

PROMPT: Thank, Thank you, or Thanks
My tweet:
Thanks to a rising sun,
Brightness will fill our day,
A blessing we often overlook.

#Thurds

PROMPT: want
My tweet:
"Mom, I want to die."
"Tommy, please don't talk like that."
"The peace I will know is greater than the suffering I'm enduring."

This dialogue is from a work in progress. #Thurds allows you to link to the story, completed or a work in progress. 

Each tweet must fit the number of characters allowed by Twitter. You'll also want to include the hashtag for the day within the tweet. This allows others to find your work in a search and to read along.

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    Robert Stanhope started creative writing during his Junior year of high school. In his twenties, he became a motorsports journalist and was published in a number of local, regional, and national trade publications. Now in his early 40s, Bob has returned to creatively writing, including embarking on his first novel, The Last Lie.

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Robert Stanhope is a photographer, writer, reader & book reviewer, and live music enthusiast. Life inspired fiction. Poetry & prose. Have pen, will wield. Have camera, will shoot.
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