My Mother (Tina van Engen) and Father Nick Moraal circa 1960 |
I believe there is only one song that we often sung together that truly fits his circumstance. We often sang it as a bit of play on his broken heart. Funny because the words of the song were true. He could joke about anything.
Being that my father had heart disease we often jested about his ultimate demise. This might sound cruel to the observer, but that's what our relationship was like. When he was in the hospital with his first by-pass surgery more than twenty five years ago he was a joke a minute. He joked about the pain in his chest. It was his way. He said that the only way to cure this pain was to drop something on his foot so he'd be distracted from the pain around his heart.
We'll I suppose I caused him some pain in his life, but I can't see it being enough to distract him from his broken heart. So Dad if my views on your life and your divorce from Mom hurt you a little I am sorry. And not that I wish to have, but maybe if it distracted from your deepest hurts I might have helped you. I wish I could have made you understand that life goes on if we choose to, but I can't judge you for not letting her go.
Dad I am singing with you...
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