Okay, one more.
My dad really gets on my nerves sometimes. He is overprotective, nosy, and we rarely agree on politics or values. But, he is also the coolest guy I know, and the best dad too. It would be difficult for anyone to love me as fiercely as he does, or to do more for me. It's strange to think, but I want a guy like my dad. Whenever I'm talking to or sizing up a new guy, I can't help but compare them. Would my dad think he was good enough? So far, the answer has always been no.
Tonight he asked me if I wanted to learn a new song, and I said yes after some deliberation as to which one. I fetched a CD from my room, and played "Maybe Tomorrow" for him, by Stereophonics. I don't know what it is about that song, but it hits me every time, until I feel like I'm expanding, filling up with energy and emotion, full of promise. He listened to it once through, pausing a few times, and had it down. I can now play my favorite song. And he gave that to me. All my life, he has taught me some of the things I most want to know (those that he has expertise in anyway, which is pretty extensive). I can't imagine what it would be like to grow up without a father, or without one that you had a good relationship with. Every night, we sit on the couch together, watching the Tonight Show and practicing guitar and talking, our voices so much softer and slower that my mom's and brother's voices. We sit in the dark, and even without his hand on mine - which it usually is - I know how much he loves me. And how lucky I am.
Tonight he asked me if I wanted to learn a new song, and I said yes after some deliberation as to which one. I fetched a CD from my room, and played "Maybe Tomorrow" for him, by Stereophonics. I don't know what it is about that song, but it hits me every time, until I feel like I'm expanding, filling up with energy and emotion, full of promise. He listened to it once through, pausing a few times, and had it down. I can now play my favorite song. And he gave that to me. All my life, he has taught me some of the things I most want to know (those that he has expertise in anyway, which is pretty extensive). I can't imagine what it would be like to grow up without a father, or without one that you had a good relationship with. Every night, we sit on the couch together, watching the Tonight Show and practicing guitar and talking, our voices so much softer and slower that my mom's and brother's voices. We sit in the dark, and even without his hand on mine - which it usually is - I know how much he loves me. And how lucky I am.