SO,
Daddy retired and Tim said one day - "You just need to take your Daddy on a vacation"
so I did.
I got really EXCITED. We decided to go to the Space Center and stay for 2 nights eat lots of breakfast and Seafood. Yum! Still I have to admit - just me and my Daddy hasn't happened since our trips to Houston for chemotherapy 16 years ago - so I was a little apprehensive about how much "dead air" there would be. I mean, Tim is the talker in our relationship and Mom is the talker in theirs so would that mean we would both stare off into space wondering if the other would come up with something to say? Or maybe 16 years worth of words would begin to flow uncontrollably from some fold deep in the brain waiting ... - OK scratch that definitely not. But really, would it be awkward? I remember those Houston trips with a bit of a mental block. None the less by the end of a week we were both so exhausted of words that one time I actually sang all 99 verses of 99 bottles of "coke" on the wall just to break the silence and even more unbelievable Daddy didn't stop me.
Turns out there was no awkward silence nor was there a deep chasm of words. Well, acctually I did surprise myself on the way down there. like I said, I was really excited and I get words when I am excited. Daddy is such a good listener, he just listened while I talked. It was exactly as it should be, just like the good days was when I was 16. Daddy being Daddy and Me being Me. Together.
Daddy retired and Tim said one day - "You just need to take your Daddy on a vacation"
so I did.
I got really EXCITED. We decided to go to the Space Center and stay for 2 nights eat lots of breakfast and Seafood. Yum! Still I have to admit - just me and my Daddy hasn't happened since our trips to Houston for chemotherapy 16 years ago - so I was a little apprehensive about how much "dead air" there would be. I mean, Tim is the talker in our relationship and Mom is the talker in theirs so would that mean we would both stare off into space wondering if the other would come up with something to say? Or maybe 16 years worth of words would begin to flow uncontrollably from some fold deep in the brain waiting ... - OK scratch that definitely not. But really, would it be awkward? I remember those Houston trips with a bit of a mental block. None the less by the end of a week we were both so exhausted of words that one time I actually sang all 99 verses of 99 bottles of "coke" on the wall just to break the silence and even more unbelievable Daddy didn't stop me.
Turns out there was no awkward silence nor was there a deep chasm of words. Well, acctually I did surprise myself on the way down there. like I said, I was really excited and I get words when I am excited. Daddy is such a good listener, he just listened while I talked. It was exactly as it should be, just like the good days was when I was 16. Daddy being Daddy and Me being Me. Together.
See! this is Daddy putting the hotel DVD player back together after it ate his DVD
Daddy being Daddy and Me being Me. Together.
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That's great Emily. I am so glad that you got to do that with your dad. I'm sure that he enjoyed it as much as you did!
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