I have always had my Dad.
My Dad is patient, kind, intelligent and a bit of an Olde World gentleman.
For many years, Mum and I spent a lot of time together. Having fun, raising children, eating, talking, shopping, with Dad in the background. Dad was a steady constant always the supporting act to the colourful, if not crazy, ride that was Mum.
Dad is now very much in the foreground. The texts and conversations that once would have been with Mum, are now with Dad. The many days of babysitting per week and random requests from me for a new mop head, tin of tomatoes and more wool for the blanket, all fall to him now. I don't think we have ever communicated as often as we do now.
Dad has even taken over Mums' role of "Avon Lady" in the retirement village where they live. A lot of Dads days were spent in caring for Mum, "preserving" her energy for the next adventure she chose to embark on.
Today we met for coffee, went shopping and had lunch together. I think, a first for both of us, alone.
It is a very good kind of different. Next time we will get better sushi though, hey Dad?
Yep. I do like sushi to taste like sushi. Not tarted up with mayonnaise!
ReplyDeleteAlso it was good to be with you. You are a bit "over the top" I believe with your description of me but then I do not see me from the "outside" as it were. So I suppose I will have to live with your description.
Sigh!
As a daughter you aren't too bad either!😜