isn’t it funny how different the relationship mothers and fathers have with their children. i think espacially with fathers, theres a distance that will always remain between them and their children.
its not that significant really, because really whats important, the most emotive underlying factor: love, needs no dramatic actions nor bulky conversations. it trascends, and nothing, espcially so this so called distance, can hinder it.
i owe alot to my dad. because he loves me unconditionally and trusts me wholeheartedly, i’m empowered to make right decisions, and in a way, do right by him.
he lives in the balance of paradoxes and though it confuses me no end, it also pushes me to think more critically about the choices people make. it has taken me a long time to learn, and i probably will have to learn it several times for the rest of my life, and it is that you should always give people the benefit of the doubt. it sounds simple in principle but its actually quite difficult to apply, espacially when its so easy to not. when someone gives you bad attitude one day, its so very easy to assume he’s ordinarily someone who’s careless about people’s feelings and you think, sigh i’ll take the high road and let this go. but its difficult to take time to ponder what he may have been going through that day, that week, that month. which reminds me of one of my fav quotes:
“We can never judge the lives of others, because each person knows only their own pain an renunciation. It’s one thing to feel that you are on the right path, but it’s another to think that yours is the only path.” -Paulo Coelho
he’s immensely kind and generous to his family yet ruthless and efficient when it comes to business. he’s always defying the norm, the rigid, the common perception, yet he’s deathly sturbborn at defending his own. he turns a blind eye to anniversaries and birthdays yet he would never fail to buy back breakfast every morning’s he’s able to.
there’s more than meets the eye, everyone everytime everything.
these last 2 years have been different. he’s lost some weight. i see a little jade translucence in his eyes. his hearing’s a little off and he’s speaking louder. he’s repeating things more often and he gets injured/ill more often and more severely.
but he’s a rock. he’ll be fine. i know it.