Friday, November 27, 2009
Happy Birthday, Jimi
Jimi Hendrix found me when I needed help the most.
I was opening up as an actor and beginning
to realize that my father and I would never be close.
He had walls so thick that not even a daughter's love
could melt them.
It hurt. Deeply. In ways that would take me years to
express.(If you have a distant parent in your life,
well, you can understand.) Jimi became for me a
surrogate father. Jimi's music reaffirmed to me what
a father would have said to me. You are great exactly
as you are. Be you. Express all of you. Don't be
afraid. Never let anyone put you in a box.
I wish I could have met him in person, to tell him
how much he helped me. Jimi passed away at 27 when
I was just a baby.
Thank you for the music, Jimi. Thank you for being
my wild, freedom loving, creative, rock-n-roll father.
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