Day 3 - 365 Questions to Spark Reflection
Monday, April 25, 2011
How would your parent's describe you? (You can call and ask if you want to.)
My Dad was not a very effective communicator. I think that he probably loved us, but never expressed it to us. I'm sure he had fears for us, but his concern turned into rants, shame & abuse. He passed away when I was a teen. I do have 3 stories that might be construed as a description of me, from him.
Once, when we were shopping he met someone he knew. He told the guy that I was the caboose, meaning that I was the last of his kids. There are six of us, five in a row, and seven years later, me - the caboose.
Once, my Mom separated from my Dad for a few months. My Dad never said that he wanted to still see me or anything, but he did say that the dog needed to be let out and I should come over at lunch each day to do this. Then, he would be there. I believe that the dog was his pretense to see me.
The third story is from a few months after he died. Back then, you couldn't buy liquor on Sundays so one of his cronies dropped by to borrow a bottle of my Dad's from my Mom. I could hear the conversation through an open window. My Mom said that it was just her & I in the house now. Mr. H said, " Gail, that was Robbie's favorite right?" My Mom answered, "I think they were all his favorite."
How does my Mom describe me? I think she is grateful to me. She frequently says, "where would I be without you?" I think that she trusts me & considers me level headed, perhaps a bit too sensitive.
An earlier blog contained the question, "when was the last time you cried?"
I guess now is as good a time as any......