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You can never tell someone enough how you feel.
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"Kid - take out the trash. And call your grandma.
- Dad"
My dad's texts (a week and a half ago):
"Haaappyyyyy New Yeeeeeaaaarrrrrr!!!! At the bar with your uncle. Left what's-her-name at home. HA! Call me later!"
(What's-her-name is not my mom)
Freakin frat boy...
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/attempt at dark humor to make you feel better
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Tim Russert did an interview about his dad and he said ( I think) that his dad didn't say it either, but Tim knew he loved him by how hard he worked and how carefully he was managed by his dad. His Dad did the really important things that Dad's are supposed to do--keep a roof over your head, clothes on your back, correct you when you're misbehaving. Those are the only ways that some Dads can communicate their love. I hope that is true of your Dad--that he is getting the Big Stuff right and just can't say it.
But yeah, Damn it would be nice to hear it spoken or see it written. ((((It's Just The Way)))
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My dad died when I was a baby. I grew up knowing that he loved me and tossed me in the air and was an all around really wonderful person, but that damn cancer, it'll get you no matter how wonderful you are. He never did write anything to us, though, I think because this was 1965 and people didn't so much talk about the fact that they were dying then. My mother says they never talked about it, in fact, and that just breaks my heart.
I spent years searching for him in a variety of ways, and finally reached a point of some peace which entailed (I think) my letting him move on and up (in part because of something Bono said about a song in a concert film that I watched at the Cleveland Rock n Roll Hall of Fame while pregnant with my own daughter. Oh life, you're never anything but silly).
But my point, if I have one other than just wanting to say all of this (and thank you Jezebel for being a place where one can) is: Yes. Write letters, or emails, or journal entries, funny or serious or nonsensical or doodle-filled. But give your kids something in their hands from you that is filled with your love, however you express it. Because it will mean the world.
And yes I have tears streaming down my face, why do you ask?
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Anyway. Thank you!!
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I'm looking forward to Obama being president but this is really cringey. I'd rather see what he actually does and achieves in office, and *then* get excited.
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Hi honey
I only have (X amount of minute left) (trac phone)
Just wanted to see how you're doin
Love you now
Bye
I don't get a word in edgewise
Ugh...
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But I do know I'm loved; I had to go into the hospital once in 7th grade due to a major panic attack. According to my mom he peeled out of work and sped to the hospital with lights and sirens to make sure I was okay. Okay, now I'm teary.
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Daughter,
The Red Sox got Smoltz. I hope he shores up the pitching rotation. We'll see. Pitchers and Catchers report on Valentine's day. Counting down...
Love, Dad.
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Not trying to be Debbie Downer...I'm genuinely pleased to see that so many of you apparently have warm relationships with your dads. Makes me happy for you, but also helps me remember why I can't have a relationship with my unfortunately crazy family. Sometimes I need a reminder to keep me strong/sane.
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@ellaesther: Thanks dearie. I do feel pretty proud of myself. Also helps that my best friend's mom says, every time she sees me, "What the hell is wrong with your parents, honey? You're a dream daughter!" She's great. :)