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Date: 24 January 2005 14:25:35
Two days ago I was feeling somewhat miserable because I was missing my Dad.
He's been back two days now.
Naturally he's going to feel a bit of anti-climax coming home to the old routine and the old loneliness. He's been pampered and looked after for a week and a half by one daughter and a week and a half by the other. For that time they've cancelled all their commitments (apart from their part time work, of course) so they can be with him and give him a good holiday. He's bound to come down to earth with a bump.
But it has made him realise something. They are doing all this for him simply because they want to. They had all the time in the world for him. Me? I am always dashing off and he has to make an appointment to see me. When I go over at 6.45 to take him his cup of tea and help him get up, I am only willing to stay for a quarter of an hour and I don't make his breakfast. When he wants to talk his finances through with me just ten minutes before I am due to go to church where I'm playing the organ, I don't make time for him, I put him off till later that day. And I only care for him because I'm paid to do it*
I was a good girl. I resisted the temptation to say "Well, why don't you go and move in with them, then?" and remembered how much I love him and how horrible it was to think of him being gone.... but it was a tough call ;)
*I have to admit my sister was right. She said that if I let him give me a weekly sum to cover the cost of his groceries and the cleaning lady who comes weekly rather than me work out his precise percentage of the food I buy and giving him a bill for it, he'd come to see it as him paying me a wage as his carer rather than him contributing to our expenses as a family.
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By the way, I had to giggle at you being drawn into my "Dream romance". It caught me out too - the dream was so realistic that several times during the day I had to stop myself phoning my sisters to tell them about this wonderful man I'd met on holiday! Silly really - I knew it couldn't be true. After all, I can't afford a holiday in a luxury hotel in London :) Hee hee hee