Father's Day
The days go by,
They always do.
When I was a kid, I had this view of life where it came and went in stages. It was like in those Life Cycle books my mom made me read. Whatever to whatever to whatever to adult to dead.
I grew. I got bigger. I filled out. I got stronger. And faster. And smarter. And visions of commas danced around in my head.
Today's Father's Day. I spoke to my dad this morning. It was awesome. Today's conversation is the first that I tape recorded. I also caught a comment from the Alzheimer's haters. But I digress. Soon, I hope to publish tape recordings. There's your coming attraction.
My dad was noticeably upset on the phone today. I wasn't sure the cause. My mother is going on a trip to Italy for 2 weeks. My cousin will take care of my dad during that time. I'll see him next weekend at a graduation party.
He was also in transition from Monroe to Ocean Grove recently. Whatever it was, I knew it was there. This was the reason for my first question about him running. I believe that if he were in elevated spirits, his answer would have been more positive. He associates running with positive feelings.
His answer said it all. I knew he was feeling in the dumps. I wanted to talk to him for a long time.
He spoke to TIffany and told her that he was feeling down. And that sealed the deal. She cheered him up. I talked to him again and he told me too. Then I had some conversation with the consideration in mind that I only wanted to lift his spirits and guided my conversation accordingly. I'd have to listen to it again to dissect the intention of each component.
The end result was that he told me I really made him feel better. And it came so quickly. I was very happy but I still wanted to talk to him. Now to appreciate his good mood because it's so uplifting.
Overall, it was a great conversation and I look forward to seeing him next weekend. I will be bringing the camcorder.