Dad texted earlier today to check on me. His text was lost after a zillion group chats from work, and by the time i remembered to answer it, it took me a good while scrolling. Just wanted to see if im ok, tell me “fighting” and “be strong” – dad’s become way too cheesy since his retirement. and i texted him back, saying, as always, that yes im OK, nothing too different with me cuz i’ve been working from home regardless of the lock down. but i know next time he’ll ask the same things (are you feeling OK staying at home all the time? do you have to go to work? when do you go back?), and that’s fine. it’s actually cute to see him doing it now, being more of the caring and “friendly” father, only trying a tad too hard. but thats fine too.
isnt it funny how parents think they cant understand their children, cant even know what food they like now (one of them has actually gone vegan, like what, why? what happened to the girl who loved eating fish just like her dad?), but dont realize that their kids have grown to be exactly like them? sure, maybe not the food. but the tendency to avoid conflicts – but whenever do, take things too far. the ‘blond’ mom who never seems to get dad’s jokes, but also the the weird sense of humor from dad that only a very close circle of his friend and family could appreciate. the rage from mom’s speech, and also the resentment from god knows where in dad’s long life that always makes him look like he’s making up for something. oh, of course, how can they understand us now. we’re made up of both of them. and we still avoid talking about all these. maybe it’s becoming a family tradition.
this stupid dog actually got smart today, his ‘bedding’ was all washed and clean but it was hung up by the window, so he was fidgeting around, trying to take it down. i took a picture of him looking so satisfied (but nervous cuz he didnt know why i was so happy and acted all nice to him), to get his thing back. was gonna send it to mom to show him off, but after writing this, realized i didnt need to. some things stay precious cuz u just dont know how to explain it to anyone. mom knows it. (not sure if dad does? but thats fine too).