I NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT MY DAD BEING.. OLD.
He’s always been 16 years older than me. The scrawny teenage boy that took responsibility for a baby girl with nobody to help him at all. I’ve had a young father my entire life. Even now in his mid forties, he’s still young. But tonight when we were talking about adult things, and by adult things I mean he went into the random discussion of, “if i pass away i want this as my funeral” topic. We always joked that when he went senile and rolling around in a wheel chair i’d be right behind him. Because after all, we’re not that far apart in age. He had a serious face this time though. This conversation was serious, the topic was serious, he was being serious. We were discussing wills, splitting of assets, everything. I asked him if he had some death defying adventures scheduled, but I knew once he got diagnosed with diabetes two years ago his health has declined some. He wanted me prepared. Prepared to the aspect that eventually, he will die, despite all the birthday cards he owns assuring him that he’s an invincible superhero.
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Posted on June 26, 2012, in blogging, childhood, life, nature, parenting, people, personal, quotes, sharing and tagged dad, death, diabetes, Family, Fathers, fear, health, Home, life, mid forties, Parenting, responsibility, scared, teenage boy, woman. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.