It has been 11 days since my last post- wow!! It’s not that I haven’t had anything to say, it’s that I’ve been that damn limited on time. To begin with, I realized that I was a week behind in school. Apparently new classes began on May 11th, the same day as the old ones ended!! I assumed new classes began on the 18th, giving me a week off because that’s what usually happens. Yeah, yeah I know what the word assume means.. hahaha
My dad had his 61st birthday this past Friday. When I look at him and when I see him do all the things he does in a day, I feel that 60 is the new 30. It gives me hope, hahaha Now I know his body hurts and his energy level falls more rapidly than before but he never lets on. All dad’s are like a mix of Superman and Prince Charming to their little girls I guess. I know that my dad is my sanctuary, my safe place, my sanity – always has been.
My dad loves me unconditionally. He is very good at showing love for his kids. My dad also has this amazing ability punish his kids without saying a single word. It’s not even a look really– it’s more like an invisible barrier that surrounds him and it oozes disappointment; all you can do is hang your head in shame. It’s 10 times worse than being grounded or spanked. hahaha
The funny thing about that is, my dad isn’t the type to spank or even scold. I have never been grounded by him and I remember only one time being spanked when I was very young. He doesn’t have to do those things due to that damn oozing sphere of disappointment he wears when he looks at you. haha I’m not like him in that sense. I have never been able to hold my tongue when it comes to someone being disrespectful- my temper is hot!! I am much better at 40 than I was at 20, or even 30. But it’s also strange how growing older works. Where my patience has formed with my kids and even more so with my grand-kids (seems you get more tolerant with each generation) it has disintegrated where rude ass adults are concerned. I have zero problem with standing up for myself and those I’m close to. I am so sick of the drama that surrounds certain people in my life to the point that I refuse to live my last 40 years the same as the first. Because of that fact I have had no problem cutting loose those people who like to keep a stirring pot. The older I get the more I realize that a happy life can only exist when you surround yourself with happy people.