Showing posts with label father. Show all posts
Showing posts with label father. Show all posts

Saturday, November 1, 2008

"That Was Nice"

Three little words from my father gives me such peace of mind.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Good Enough

Even though I have not lived with my parents in four years and am largely independent of them, I still want them to be proud of me and support my decisions.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

He Couldn't Even Stand Up By Himself

Seeing my father after his surgery was a very strange and surreal experience.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Dolly Good, Hernia Bad

Even though I know a hernia operation is a standard and routine surgery, I cannot help but be nervous for my father.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Two Entirely Different Types Of "Alone"

Her father has died and I have been left alone on New Year's Morning but not nearly as alone as she.

Monday, December 24, 2007

Priceless Moments

My favorite moment this Christmas Eve was dancing to Christmas music with my father while Dan and my mother danced together in the kitchen.

Friday, September 28, 2007

I Wish That Their Lives Were Different

Sometimes I get so angry about things that I cannot change that I almost work myself into a panic attack from the sheer helplessness of it all.

Monday, August 27, 2007

A Phone Call I Never Anticipated Making

What is the proper reaction upon finding out that someone whom, up until four years ago, you saw several times a week but were never terribly close to has died?

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Being True To Yourself Shouldn't Be This Painful To Others

The look in my father's eyes when he saw my tattoo was worse than when he learned that I had intended to move out without his permission, the oddness of which does not escape my grasp.