What do I miss?
After my parents’ divorce several months ago, I had to experience many many changes. Of course there were the emotions and life perspectives I had to confront and reevaluate. But what dug under my skin were the little alterations that took place within my house. It was difficult getting used to my dad not living here anymore as I was experiencing the post-grad life and moving back in. For the last time, my parents helped me pack and unpack my things. For the first time, I said goodbye to my dad and watched him drive away after wards. Watching my house change within the past couple months was one of the most difficult things I had to experience this year. I miss how the household dynamic used to be. Here’s a list of the little details I miss the most.
- his snoring
- reading the magazines he leaves in the bathroom
- not being scared of walking to the bathroom late at night because my dad always left the tv on
- the shepherds pie he makes for Thanksgiving
- his signature steak he cooks for me on special days (when I get good grades, when I come home to visit, or just because he knows I want it)
- well his cooking in general
- discussing/analyzing/criticizing food when we go out to eat… yes I have a lot of food related memories with my dad, if you have not caught on
- family pictures around the house
- seeing his shoes next to the front door
- saying goodnight to him before I sleep
