sins of the father
Howdy.
Been a while since I updated, and I apologize for all of you people who actually bother checking my weird-ass corner in the web. Times have changed, and I'll make sure that your visits here will be worthwhile in the near future.
First things first: happy birthday to my ol' friend Alicia and my brother Alan. Not that either of them will see this on time...
Anyway. It's really funny, most of my [good] friends know just how annoyingly complex my family can be. My mom's married three times and I never really knew how many half-siblings I've got (2 older half-brothers, 1 older half-sister, 1 younger half-brother, 2 younger half-sisters and if you want to include them, a step-sister and a step-brother).
Despite what people might think of my mom divorcing my [biological] dad, it was really pretty simple. They fell in love, they decided to be with one another together-forever-and-ever, then decided to get divorced when he pawned off the family car (which my grandfather gave to my mom as a wedding gift) and after she got sick of him coming home late because he spent most of the night gambling, not to mention the small fact that he hasn't divorced his previous wife either.
Does he seem like a bastard there? Yes, he does. But then again, he's not.
My father is a good person. Too good, for a native Indonesian. He had his vices, sure: gambling, smoking and all that. But he's a good person. He takes care of his friends and loves his family, and calls me up from time to time.
So, how do I feel about him?
I don't know if I love him, but I sure as hell don't hate him.
And one is certain: I don't want to be like him.
Been a while since I updated, and I apologize for all of you people who actually bother checking my weird-ass corner in the web. Times have changed, and I'll make sure that your visits here will be worthwhile in the near future.
First things first: happy birthday to my ol' friend Alicia and my brother Alan. Not that either of them will see this on time...
Anyway. It's really funny, most of my [good] friends know just how annoyingly complex my family can be. My mom's married three times and I never really knew how many half-siblings I've got (2 older half-brothers, 1 older half-sister, 1 younger half-brother, 2 younger half-sisters and if you want to include them, a step-sister and a step-brother).
Despite what people might think of my mom divorcing my [biological] dad, it was really pretty simple. They fell in love, they decided to be with one another together-forever-and-ever, then decided to get divorced when he pawned off the family car (which my grandfather gave to my mom as a wedding gift) and after she got sick of him coming home late because he spent most of the night gambling, not to mention the small fact that he hasn't divorced his previous wife either.
Does he seem like a bastard there? Yes, he does. But then again, he's not.
My father is a good person. Too good, for a native Indonesian. He had his vices, sure: gambling, smoking and all that. But he's a good person. He takes care of his friends and loves his family, and calls me up from time to time.
So, how do I feel about him?
I don't know if I love him, but I sure as hell don't hate him.
And one is certain: I don't want to be like him.