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My mom sent me an email last night asking me to share some memories of my dad because a local historian wants to do a writeup.
I feel like I don't have very many memories at all. He died 14 years ago when I was 22 and I was a mess for a long time before and after. I know I am not supposed to shut the door on my past, but I think I have mostly done just that.
I did a 4th step on him and I had a really hard time sorting out my resentments and the role I had in them. It is all just very confusing to think about and easier to not address at all, but every time it comes up I just get SO depressed, like really down and upset and I don't even know why really. I don't blame my dad anymore. I just don't know how to feel anything about it other than just wanting to shut down.
I did love my dad and I know that the respectful and loving thing to do is try to set aside the difficulty of it and just remember some little things about him. I feel guilty that I am even struggling with it.
I don't know what my point is. I just wanted to vent. Feeling bummed.
I feel like I don't have very many memories at all. He died 14 years ago when I was 22 and I was a mess for a long time before and after. I know I am not supposed to shut the door on my past, but I think I have mostly done just that.
I did a 4th step on him and I had a really hard time sorting out my resentments and the role I had in them. It is all just very confusing to think about and easier to not address at all, but every time it comes up I just get SO depressed, like really down and upset and I don't even know why really. I don't blame my dad anymore. I just don't know how to feel anything about it other than just wanting to shut down.
I did love my dad and I know that the respectful and loving thing to do is try to set aside the difficulty of it and just remember some little things about him. I feel guilty that I am even struggling with it.
I don't know what my point is. I just wanted to vent. Feeling bummed.
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I keep telling myself, he does/did his best, and you can't knock that. Although,it pisses me the F off.
I'd say sit on it a few days, surely you can come up with a few memories, this may be a good thing in disguise.
GL
I found talking through it and re-viewing the situation through the eyes of an adult who is now also a mom doing the best she can - I was able to find empathy for her in a way that I had never been able to before. Like Ramblin said, it may turn out to be a blessing in disguise that you are being asked to do this. (btw, Ramblin, you sound great)
I am not mad at him, but I can't say that I love him either. Its just a tough relationship all around.
So I can relate. I had to do a 4th, 8 and 9th step to let go of the painful stuff. I am OK with where are relationship is today which is a huge change for me. He no longer has the influence he used to have on me. that's good.
Don't feel bad that you are struggling with this -- family relationships can get pretty complex.
I've been feeling bummed too. I just don't get this whole living and dying shit. Especially the dying.
If I was asked this, I would think of something neutral. I know you shut out a lot, but maybe even a hobby he had. Something simple.
I can imagine this may be the last thing you feel like doing-but lets get it out of the way, ok?
Hobbies... He was and artist and won some awards for his work. That was his passion I guess. When he was younger he was a photographer and as he got older he stuck "painterly" landscapes. His favorite color was green.
He also taught himself to speak Italian fluently. I actually think he was fluent in Latin and German also.
Books... He had a weird fascination with Hitler and Nazi Germany. Other than that he read art books and science books. I think he even had a manuscript for a book he was writing about painting.
He was very spiritual and was I think considered to be kind of a wise man in our small town. He had been a Franciscan monk and left the priesthood but did his best to keep his vows, including his vow of poverty, so he never wore nice clothes. His best friends were mainly priests or ministers. He was Catholic but didn't seem to have any judgments on other religions. He seemed to be a counselor to a lot of people.
He liked all music and would lay in the middle of the living room floor to listen to it. He listened to a lot of classical, but I remember him liking Paula Abdul, Fleetwood Mac, Gordon Lightfoot, Herbie Hancock, and a lot synthesized music. His vow of poverty did not extend to electronics apparently. He bought a really nice stereo system so he could listen to music. He also later taught himself to play piano and bought both a piano and a Roland D20 synthesizer. He tried to teach me but all I wanted to do was play drums.
He liked watching Alfred Hitchcock and a lot of old black & white movies.
He woke up every day at 5 am and went on a 6 mile run in the country.
He was a self taught electrical engineer. He had a Phd in physics but never used it after he work as a nuclear engineer during the development of the first atomic bomb. He retired from his electrical engineering job and became a technical writer and started his own company. Then he also taught math for a local college.
Wow.... that isn't too bad. Maybe that is enough.
It is crazy how much time can pass and it still hurts.
Thanks for all the feedback everyone. xo