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Post by Mme de Beaufort on Mar 8, 2008 15:51:43 GMT -5
Everyone's off living their lives, I see. Unlike me; I have no life. ::hee:: My dad just turned 78 today. I totally started blubbering when I hung up the phone... I really miss him, and I have that horrible feeling that my last visit in September may be the last time I actually hugged his bony frame. I feel very lonely out here sometimes with my complete void of family; and Dan has this huge, demanding family of his own. I really miss my dad.. and my sister. I want to be back in NH making papa a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting, and listening to him say in his dracula accent: "Oh no, no, no, det peeece of kek is toooo beeg!" And then watch him gobble up the whole thing. And watch him shuffle around in his slippers and oversized sweatshirt. I really want him HERE; out of that snow and cold, with someone to fuss over him (aka: me), instead of shouting at him, as my evil mother does constantly. Augh. :::::::::::::::::boo hoo waaahh::::::::::::::: Je veux mon papa. :::::::::oouuaaahh:::::::::::: /whining
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Post by Val on Mar 8, 2008 17:20:50 GMT -5
I've been wrestling with wallpaper removal, and the plumber, and hubby seems to have created new projects for me. So I'm downstairs away from my computer, where normally I'm sitting in my room that has TV, computer, and sewing machine all within arms reach. I just ate lunch, and I'm trying to get up the energy to go back down and start the final glue removal. Happy Birthday to your Dad. I know how you feel. I just lost mine in Nov at age 78. During the last year, since we knew he was dying, I started asking him to share memories with me of growing up, meeting Mom and getting married, of his job, and memories of his own parents/grandparents. After he's gone, no one would know any of this. He enjoyed it very much, and I recently shared some of his memories with my Mom who was touched. I can understand where the *Evil Mother* might not be a happy memory, but dig a little deeper.
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