Jun 30, 2009 22:29
So I saw my father for the first time in many, many years today. He is a nice man. witty. but battle-scarred. awkward. the demons were still inside him, but he has control of them for now. I would like to get to know this man...I only have a few memories of him.
It is at the same time an incredible relief to know he is okay and another great weight to bear, as now I have a tangible being to care about. It is easy to fret about the wellness of an idea. Flesh, well...we shall see.
I found out today that I have some intense blood running through my veins. There is native royalty running on down the family line. My great grandpa was the Chief. The same great grandpa carved the totem pole in Pioneer square. My family is buried next to Chief Seattle. My grandma owned almost four hundred acres of land. I was related to the woman notarizing the papers. And yet I do not possess enough of this prestigious blood...I am four percent shy of automatic registry. This is not a denial; it is simply more hoops.
Unrelatedly: I am moving. Sharing a bed and a house and a life with the most wonderful boy. This is not The Next Step, it is just life flowing out of wherever it wishes and coloring the world. And I am happy to be going with the current. I could not ask for anything better than what I have right now.