fucking truth right here. my parents anniversary was xmas day. my mother passed away in 2001. my father has had his partner who he married last year. shes nice and i have nothing against her but my father and i have always had our differences... we have always come down to washington for christmas and last year was no different, we were going to spend christmas day at her dads house and then drive to my grandparents house on the 26th. i woke up stoked for christmas but at the same time i was bummed because it was another Christmas without my mom, i knew how special it was to her. we usually open presents and do all that by ourselves, except people started coming over and congratulating barry and patti for being wed. i went to patti and asked what was going on and she was like "what? your father didnt tell you?" turns out i was never informed of this wedding ceremony. it killed me because they had already been married in november and i made it very clear i wanted nothing to do with any of it. i had been tricked, by my father, into attending his wedding celebration on his anniversary with my mom...he knew what he was doing and literally laughed in my face when i told him how i felt. i flew home that day. i have never felt a pain like that before.
he is an asshole yes, but he is also my father. I am very grateful for him though as much as i do deeply dislike him. this christmas i am here in seattle again but not for family, this year i am glad to still have my father around because he was emergency flown down here at the beginning of the month because he was suffering from brain hemorrhaging that caused a series of miniature strokes.
i have not complained once because i realize that as rough as it is for me there is always someone out there who is worse off. please dont take things for granted. go tell your parents you love them because they wont be around forever and can be taken from you in an instant.