Sunday, October 5, 2014

My Dad

My Dad
            Growing up with twin sisters made my life miserable, but before thinking this is going to be about how they made my life a living toilet, it’s not. As a child up until I was seventeen, I thought my dad was unfair or even hated me. A scream from my sisters across the hall and he’d be there faster than bullet to punish me or ground me. I always though he loved them more and that even made me depressed for some time.
            I’d see my cousins and how their dad’s treated them and how much fun they always had playing, I envied them. My dad would even treat my cousins better than me, always playing soccer with them or having conversations. For some time I thought that because I didn’t like to watch or play soccer was the reason he didn’t like me. It was always awkward and I had to ask my mom for things that I needed, like clothing, or shoes, so I would avoid talking to him.
            My dad is a construction worker, and he one day found me plastering the side walls on our front yard that needed a touch up, he was impressed and started taking me to work with him in his company on the weekends. Within a couple months we were always talking and laughing at the randomness things. I was confused for some time about how both of our attitudes slowly changed into something positive.
            I asked my mom why he was the way he was before then, she started by telling me that I was a hyperactive kid who wouldn’t stop annoying their twin sisters and thought that my dad was just toughening me up to learn how to respect girls and to protect them, and that explains why I always feel protective over them and when they need anything I’m always there for them. Lastly she said that he didn’t really know how to deal with a son since his dad wasn’t there for him, but it makes him happy that we both have something in common now and that we can finally talk to one another without fear. Although both of our attitudes changed gradually throughout time I’m glad it happened now better than never, and I know now how it feels to be loved by a dad.  


4 comments:

  1. Reading this made me think of my own dad. How you and your dad didn't really communicate that's how me and my dad were but now we talk and i don't feel awkward around him.

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  2. I felt the same way towards my mom. Although, there's still a distance between us, but now after reading this, it might be because her mom wasn't close to her.

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  3. This is very encouraging, thank you. My dad and I don't speak to each other at all but I am willing to change that.

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  4. I like your story. It is nice to hear a son's perspective in the father and son relationship. I am glad that you and your dad are closer now, because this will give you something to remember for the rest of your life.

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