October 16, 2002

Home

It is so strange to go home sometimes. I see my parents every few months, but they are different everytime I see them; my dad seemed a lot older this time, and it is hard to deal with. I am 23 and it is hard to have to care for my father when it comes to basic things - he can be so childlike when it comes to simple self-preservation. He can't relax; the entire time I was there he was worried about getting his taxes done (got an extension) and work, and he was berating himself for having messed all of these things up. It got me thinking - I can't remember a time when my dad wasn't very worried about his job. I don't know which is harder, seeing his body wither away or realizing that he is flawed in other ways and always has been.

October 16, 2002 06:54 PM