“Can you see the power emotion has to distort our outlook?
Makes you wonder,
did you have a bad day,
or did you make it a bad day.”
“It seems to me that our three basic needs,
for food and security and love,
are so mixed and mingled and entwined that we cannot straightly think of one without the others.
So it happens that when I write of hunger,
I am really writing about love and the hunger for it,
and warmth and the love of it and the hunger for it…
and then the warmth and richness and fine reality of hunger satisfied…
and it is all one.”
” Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart,
and never forget,
that until the day God will deign to reveal the future to man,
all human wisdom is contained in these two words,
‘Wait and Hope.”
[ Alexandre Dumas ]
“I’ve known too many stupid intellectuals to believe that education and wisdom come as a package deal along with facts,
it’s your perspective that counts –
your ability to see differently, not just to see a lot.”
[ Sidenote: I tried finding out more about Mrs. or Ms. Decker apart from her being the author of “Empty Spoon”. The little I found is limited to her having been a white High-School English teacher at a predominantly black High-School. If you know more about her, please let me know. ]
“I’ve learned a lot this year..
I learned that things don’t always turn our the way you planned,
or the way you think they should.
And I’ve learned that there are things that go wrong
that don’t always get fixed or get put back together the way they were before.
I’ve learned that some broken things stay broken,
and I’ve learned that you can get through bad times and keep looking for better ones,
as long as you have people who love you.”
One day you’re in diapers; the next day you’re gone.
But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul.”
[ The Wonder Years ]
My father is far from perfect: More an uncle than a father at best, more a stranger than a family member at worst.
I wanted to write so many posts about him (and maybe I still will), but I’ve come to realize something important lately:
All the harsh words and all the too tight teddy-bear-hugs;
all the missed P.T.A.-conferences, hockey meets, my 18th and my 19th birthday;
him still giving me € 50,- “travel expenses” every time I go to see him;
all the leaving me at home at nights when I was young and bringing back random women to “cuddle” (as he put it);
all the disappointment I’ve seen in his eyes when he talks about the potential I had;
all the letting me wait for hours in his office because he forgot;
all the excuses and all the times there should have been excuse but there weren’t;
all of his lack of interest in anything I did during my teenage years;
all the awkward moments when he tried so hard to fill a mothers shoes (bra shopping being one of them);
all the times he let me down and all the times he picked me up;
all the fights and all the laughter;
all the living and struggling that went on between us and will go on until the day we leave this earth;
all of that and so much more is him trying.
Thank you, Daddy: Happy Fathers Day.
[ “That’s Me Trying” – William Shatner ]