I remember going through my grandfather's things this summer. We laughed at the obscene amounts of hats that he had, too. My mom ius making a necklace of his ashes soon to go on a necklace with a baby ring of his. It's very sweet.
It's pretty cathartic to look through everything, but hard at the same time.
I hope you find some wonderful gems in those photos, too.
I personally have a really hard time accepting presents. I love to give them, but when people give them to me I try to be really enthusiastic. Like I am happy for it and don't want people to think I'm not grateful, but I always feel really fake even though I'm very content.
I keep talking about how amazed I am at how close you were, and I after reading this I think I know why -- it's like this incredible intimacy that allows you to keep being together and talking together even now that he's passed. That amazes me. Like all those rolls of film (INCREDIBLE)... you still have this intimacy that's almost conversational.
Also, reading this made me want to write about the train ride out to Andy(my ex / super good friend)'s house. I totally know that feeling you described.
Your father is so lucky to be remembered by someone like you.
I think you honor him every time you write about him -- with so much love that it carries across the internet without coming across as false. I think it is so special how much you two meant to each other, and how much your relationship will continue to mean for years to come.
And it's wonderful that people as great as you and Mike are have found each other and started to build a life together. You have your shit way more together than you think you do.
Never stop telling stories or talking about your dad. Some of my family's greatest roars of laughter is when we break into a story about my grandfather doing something nutty. As generations grow up, the stories get passed on and the traditions that one person never knew that they created will become a hand-me down in the family history. The more you talk about it, the easier it will be no not choke up when doing it. It's great to tell a story and smile about someone that you love, they are smiling back with you. :)
Is your brother on medication at all? It's hard when you see someone you love in such a bad state.... it's in my family too...
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It's pretty cathartic to look through everything, but hard at the same time.
I hope you find some wonderful gems in those photos, too.
I personally have a really hard time accepting presents. I love to give them, but when people give them to me I try to be really enthusiastic. Like I am happy for it and don't want people to think I'm not grateful, but I always feel really fake even though I'm very content.
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i liked reading about your dad and i kind of feel like i know him a bit better now. :)
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Also, reading this made me want to write about the train ride out to Andy(my ex / super good friend)'s house. I totally know that feeling you described.
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I think you honor him every time you write about him -- with so much love that it carries across the internet without coming across as false. I think it is so special how much you two meant to each other, and how much your relationship will continue to mean for years to come.
And it's wonderful that people as great as you and Mike are have found each other and started to build a life together.
You have your shit way more together than you think you do.
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Is your brother on medication at all? It's hard when you see someone you love in such a bad state.... it's in my family too...
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