ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I'm currently a College Student enrolled at Auburn University in Auburn, AL. I'm studying Political Science, but thinking of changing my major to English, or double majoring. I'm interested in computers, the outdoors and of course, writing. I read a lot instead of watching TV, because in truth there is nothing more of value to watch on TV anymore. [December 2003]
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Thinking About My Father Kevin Myrick
Today, I was thinking about my father. And mortality. And well, a lot of stuff.
I was thinking about last Christmas mostly, when I drove to
Beaufort before me and my father drove to Chattanooga to spend Christmas
with my mother and sister, and her fiancé at the time. As a side note,
they are now married, but that’s another story for another time.
So I was in Beaufort, hanging out at my Dad’s place. I would go
outside at night and smoke cigarettes, go to the bathroom and wash my hands.
My dad knew by then I smoked, but I hadn’t built up the courage to tell him
yet. It was one of my few bad relationship moments with my Dad of late. The
next day is really what this is all about.
He had an appointment at the Hospital. It was to get ‘scoped, as I
like to call it. A colonoscopy. I find it amusing that when they do this
procedure. Not because they stick a tube inside of you, but because they only
half-way knock you out, so that you can watch. Now, I’m not one for gross stuff.
I’m a bit queasy in fact. So when I start thinking about it, well, I get
nauseous at the idea.
What I remember most about that day though is waiting. I waited for him
to get done with the procedure, so that I could drive him home. The waiting is
always the hardest part of anything. So, I sat outside, smoking a few cigarettes,
waiting for my father. Then finally, it hit me. At the time, I didn’t realize
what had hit me, but after reflection I know what it was.
It was that my father will not be around forever.
I guess this revelation wasn’t exactly what I thought it was at the time.
It was something that struck me kind of hard. My father and I haven’t exactly had
the storybook relationship a father and son should have. But at the same time, I
love my father. Even for all of his faults, I still love him. And I wish that I
could spend more time with him, even now when I’m in college. I’d love to talk
to him every night if I could, learn from him the things a son wants to learn from
a father. But then, I remember that my father and I are not the same people. That we
could never be that close. But at the same time, I’m trying to get closer to him
as the years go by.
My father is about to be 49 years old. He told us at my sister’s wedding
that after next year we will not be celebrating his birthday. I know better, my
father will want to celebrate his birthday. And now that I think about it, my father
was almost 30 years old when I was born. And now, I’m 19 years old. My sister is 22.
And she is married. Time is flying by so fast.
So now, I’m sitting here writing this and thinking about mortality. And what
to do about wanting to see my father more before well, he’s no longer here. I know that
it’s more important for me to see him now, because when I’m in my 20s, I want to be married
and having children and all. But at the same time, I want to know my father. I want to
know about why he drinks so much, about what goes on in his mind. I want to know why he
didn’t try to quit drinking when my mom left. I just want to talk to him and learn these
things. Not because I don’t want to repeat these mistakes, which I don’t. I just want
to learn more about my father. And really, I don’t think that’s so wrong.
My fraternal grandfather, when my dad was my age, died. My aunt was about to
graduate from high school and my uncle was just getting started. My father had to come
home from college during the summer and deliver newspapers for three months. (My
grandfather owned a bunch of newspaper stands, et cetera.) So I guess, with that knowledge
that my real grandfather never got to meet my sister and I sort of puts me at a
disadvantage. I want my father to meet my children, when I have them. I want him to meet
my sister’s children. I don’t want to say the things my uncle says, things like “If my
father were still alive, he’d love this. He’d be sitting with us right now talking to you guys,
drinking beers and generally having a good time.” I never knew him.
My grandmother remarried a few years after my grandfather died, and now I have my
grandfather Charles. He’s a good man too, and to me, he’s the only one I’ve ever known. But when
I go to Huntsville, I make an effort to go see my real grandfather’s grave. I want to know
him just as bad as I want to know my father, but will never get that chance. I guess what this
is really about is my father never really knowing his father. And I want to know my father more
before he is gone.
In reality though, time will only tell whether or not my father and I will be closer and
closer as we both get older and older. I’d like to think, that now that my sister is married, and
my family will no longer see her as much as we did (which for me has been maybe once or twice a
year), that my father and I will become closer since I am closer in distance than she is. But
then again, you never know.
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"Hi, its good to write about your emotional feelings and sometime in life we are hurt. My own father died when i was only 13 years old and it feels like it only happened yestoday. Life is too short, my brother died 3 years ago and my mother died last year. We will always remember the ones we love no matter what good or bad that they had done. My elder brother, he treated us with respect and was a father figure. No matter what, believe in God - and you sister may be looking at you as a responsible father figure. - God Bless you and your family." -- Amy , Hayes , Middlesex, England.
"Hi, its good to write about your emotional feelings and sometime in life we are hurt. My own father died when i was only 13 years old and it feels like it only happened yestoday. Life is too short, my brother died 3 years ago and my mother died last year. We will always remember the ones we love no matter what good or bad that they had done. My elder brother, he treated us with respect and was a father figure. No matter what, believe in God - and you sister may be looking at you as a responsible father figure. - God Bless you and your family." -- Amy , Hayes , Middlesex, England.
"Hi, its good to write about your emotional feelings and sometime in life we are hurt. My own father died when i was only 13 years old and it feels like it only happened yestoday. Life is too short, my brother died 3 years ago and my mother died last year. We will always remember the ones we love no matter what good or bad that they had done. My elder brother, he treated us with respect and was a father figure. No matter what, believe in God - and you sister may be looking at you as a responsible father figure. - God Bless you and your family." -- Amy , Hayes , Middlesex, England.
"Hi, its good to write about your emotional feelings and sometime in life we are hurt. My own father died when i was only 13 years old and it feels like it only happened yestoday. Life is too short, my brother died 3 years ago and my mother died last year. We will always remember the ones we love no matter what good or bad that they had done. My elder brother, he treated us with respect and was a father figure. No matter what, believe in God - and you sister may be looking at you as a responsible father figure. - God Bless you and your family." -- Amy , Hayes , Middlesex, England.
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