My dad emailed me today. It’s hard to describe my father or my relationship with my father. He’s a very charming man, he’s always involved in various “businesses,” and randomly pops up in my life.
The last time I saw him was at my high school graduation. He showed up and gave me a check for $1,000 to go towards my college tuition. He called me once while I was in college to ask me what my major was and if I needed more money. Even though I could use more money, I didn’t really want any money from him.
My dad didn’t treat my mom very well and left us when I was 3 years old. Apparently he was into drugs and while he mailed us a check once a year maybe, he wasn’t around.
Which is why I got a strange email from him today on Thanksgiving of all days. It was remorseful, for sure. Basically my dad has settled down with another woman. This woman has a daughter that’s about my age. And apparently being around this woman and her daughter has caused him to realize how he missed out with being a father to me. Then he gave me his phone number and address and told me that he’d like to come out and visit me tomorrow.
I suppose that’s what the holidays will do a guy. He has a family he doesn’t see and probably thought it’s never too late or something. Honestly, I don’t care one way or the other if I see him. But, I suppose he his 50% of my genetic material, so I gave him my address and phone number and told him he can visit me whenever he wants.
That’s kind of exciting, I guess.
In other exciting news, my cousin Zander is engaged! He and his fiancee were at Thanksgiving. She’s nice. She’s also fat. I’m sorry, but I was surprised. I feel like Zander’s a good looking guy and I’m surprised he’s going to marry her. Zander is Zooey’s brother, by the way, and Zooey is also very surprised. But whatever makes him happy, I guess.
Oh, I also overheard my mom and Uncle Roger talking. I think Roger or Fran might be sick or have cancer or something. I overheard them talking about tests being done and chemo. That’s a little freaky.
I also had to deal with the awkward questions about where Johnny was from some of my more distant cousins. I wasn’t ashamed to say we broke up, but I don’t particular like it when people respond with “awe, that’s too bad”
Really? I don’t think so. What? Did you like him or something? I think I’d like it better if they told me “good job” and then went on about how shitty of a guy Johnny was.