Bryant Zambrano

My Dad Always Said...

Grief. That’s all I’m feeling at this point in time. I’m trying to remember all the little details about my father. What his favorite songs were? How much he loved mom and us. Was he mad at me? For not being there all those years? Right after college, I interned for one of the biggest radio stations in my city. Which ultimately led me to traveling the world with my career. I’ve seen Europe, Africa, New Zealand, hell I’ve seen every single state in the United States. If only passports stamped for that sort of thing. My dad would always call me and ask how I was doing. He’d never ask me for money directly, but I always managed to wire him some funds. I remember he’d get so mad at me for sending him large amounts. I refused to have it returned to me at all cost. It’s the least I could do as a son. After everything I put my parents through. My addiction to heroin and alcohol caused most of my parents problems. I almost drove them to divorce at one point. But you can see why I’m so adamant about giving my parents money back. Somewhere along the lines I owed them. I owed them a lot. I owed my entire life to them.