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Reflections on My Father

My father and I spent a lot of time together during the preparation for the move. Calling car companies in order to ship the car, figuring out cost, looking into selling the house verses renting the house, and which place was the better vet. Safe to say, we were working on each other's last nerves. But I do get it - why we fight. We're both passionate and we both want to do what's best, but what we want sometimes isn't what the other believes is the good idea.

It's only now, in San Diego with some down time on my hands can I see it. It's never possible to see the better, the truth, the reasoning of things, because when your in midst of it all - you can't see past your nose. He handed me some paper work, and I thank him for the past month of help. With all my friends wanting to say good-bye, really it was just my father and I. We moved the refrigerator, the furniture, and the dressers. The entertainment stand fell on top of us. We took down the lights. We moved Kimberley's things out of the house, and then he drove the truck out to Cincinnati and made it back that same night after moving it all in. He said, "I want her apartment to feel comfortable on her first night in."

Again, it's only now can I see what he did for me and for my sister. If I'm only half of him - I'd be content. What is he doing right now - he's taking his friend to the Cleveland Clinic in order to see if the pains in his chest are cancer or circulatory related. That's my father.
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