I’ve commented before on the back and forth bigR and I often have. Our tempers feed off each other and we both get progressively shorter with each other. He gets over it in ten seconds, while it usually takes me a bit longer.
I got to wondering today if our relationship was remarkable. I thought about my relationship with my own father, years ago, and the bits and pieces I know of other people and their fathers. Ten times out of ten, people remember being afraid of their father growing up, or at least the thought of “what your father will do!” when he comes home.
So what? Am I off the hook? Is my temper a natural part of being a father, head-achy, tired and cranky?
Even as I write this with headphones on, grooving to Morphine, every sound I hear behind me, I look, hoping to see the little dude up from his nap so I can hug and kiss him and tell him how much I love him.
I think this is why I’d decided to stop writing like this - my head just spirals, my words lack cohesion, and it makes for a less than interesting read. Then I just get frustrated that I can’t express myself.
As I’ve said before, you’re a gifted writer. Try penning something lasting once in awhile. See where that mind of yours takes you. I’d buy a book of well-written short stories about the Iraq War.
For example, your post a long time ago about a bike wreck you had was…..riveting.