Today would mark the 63rd birthday of my father if he had survived. I never got up early enough (I'm on 2nd shift this week) to get over to the cemetery, as I usually do, maybe tomorrow. He was my adopted father, which I mention only to differentiate him from my bio-father who I have posted about recently. I was adopted at birth (well placed at 2 months actually) and for the first 20 years of my life he was the only father I knew.My parents divorced when I was about 3 years old, and my dad moved away to Boston soon after, establishing an Interior Design firm which grew to include additional offices in New York City and Ogunquit, Maine. He would pick me up on weekends when he could get away, at times regularly, and at others, well not so much. I idolized him, despite the "flaws" and "irresponsibility" he suffered from according to my mother and step-father. This didn't sit well with them of course, but their words passed in and out of my young ears like weightless air. He could do no wrong, and while I would cry my eyes out when he missed a weekend, as soon as he would arrive my grin would be ear-to-ear.
This is the last photo I have of my father, taken about a year before he passed away. Notice the family Crest I made him hold (even then I was into family history and genealogy). I had received that Polaroid camera for Christmas the previous year, and went around photographing anyone would would let me. He was just 39 in that photo, yet looked easily in his 50's, alcohol and drug abuse, incessant bouts with dieting and weight gain. I have taken great examples from his failures, most importantly hardly letting a weekend pass without seeing my children, having never touched a drug (apart from smoking, which I have tried maybe 4 times) and maintaining a healthy diet and weight consistently for the past 10 years. He taught me so many things even in death. I love you dad, wherever you are.
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Well I am working 2nd shift tonight thru Thursday covering a vacation. Of all the shifts this is my least favorite. I worked these hours during my entire marriage and hated every minute of it. You get home at 11:30 , stay up till maybe 1AM then sleep till 11, eat something, and go back in for 2. You have no life whatsoever. Oh well, I do get an hourly differential so that's something in any case.
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I went out last night, for the 1st time in maybe 6 months (and it had been a year before that). I actually had 2 beers but am not upset about that, at least it wasn't vodka and I nursed them for most of the night hardly catching a buz. I had a blast, hung out with some friends, met a couple new ones caught up on stuff and laughed tons. I forgot how much fun a night out can be.
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What a tribute to your dad. It gives us a whole new respect to the man YOU are.
And I'm so happy that you had a good time while out. In some ways, maybe the absence does make things better. Maybe.
And it's good to hear that you got out last night and had fun. I sort of did the same but I sat around jawing it up at the shop :)
*hugs!*
Glad you had a good time going out. I don't do it very much anymore either, but when I do, I normally have a great time. It's just the day after that I have issues with. :)
Hugs
Ah, that reminds me, its almost time for my quarterly visit out to boyland. Glad you had a good night out!
My granfather and my brother, probably the only sane and the most loved member of my highly dysfunctional family, both have passed away and I find that the older my children get and the more time that goes by the more the pain of their loss for me... and a huge part of it is the fact that to my children, no matter how much I may mention them, they will never really be real, just a sweet story about some sweet people and that's it.
Here's all my love to you and wished that your dad is fine wherever he is! I am sure that they are all better off wherever they are than they ever were here though!
I am glad to hear you went out and had such a good time! Life can easily weigh us down and laughter is just the best antidote! Here's to much laughter for one helluva guy bohemians everywhere just looooveee!
I'm really into your openness and honesty and it makes me mad that somebody would try to use you like that.