You know what they say about people born in the year of Horse and people born in the year of Rat? That they don't get along. Well there are 3 "rats" in my house right now- my mom, my uncle (dad's brother) who stays with us on weekdays, and myself; and 2 "horses" - my dad and my (maternal) grandma. It's funny now when I'm writing about it, but sometimes things can get really heated up, and it doesn't always end well, especially between my grandma and mom; and between dad and myself. It's not that big of a deal most of the time, but it's really interesting to see how grandma always likes to irritate mom; and how dad likes to do the same to me. It's like he finds joy in pushing the button in me and will declare victory when he succeeds in pissing me off. Well okay, I do agree it's kinda fun (and funny) at times. Now that I'm not a child and he doesn't play the dominant paternalistic role as much anymore, it's okay for me to "answer back" when he said something that clearly doesn't make sense. And so, it's become our little game that we play so very often. It's the equivalent of "poke" on facebook, or if you wanna use the ping pong analogy, that works too- this is our secret ping pong game. Other people may find it weird or see me as the disrespectful daughter, but that's just what it seems from the outside. All I can say is, it's not always what it seems to be.
Anyway- today is his birthday, and it's the first birthday that I get to celebrate with him in the last 5 years. When I was away I didn't really think it was a big deal to miss occasions like these, but it sure is great to be back home and being able to be there on birthdays, weddings, and all that stuff. Dad and I don't always get along, but he's still a great father to all of us, and he makes sure he gives us the best that he can afford. The reason I am who I am today is in large part due to him; and for better or worse, I wouldn't want to change a thing. He won't be reading this, nor do I intend to let him, but I do want to jot it down in words, in my not-so-private virtual space, "Thank you for everything, love you dad." :)
5 comments:
awww this is so sweet! and i've come to notice how your writing has become much more american and mine's become more aussie. i hate the latter.
ps: i'm still having to re-post my comment. bleh.
jun: lol oh nooooo!!! really?? how so!? but i like yours better! i feel like im just writing the way i speak. :/
p.s sorry u have to re-post comments! the new template is prolly unstable. if it persists i'll switch it back till its ok. thanks for letting me know!! :)
p.p.s. me too have to re-post! grrrr.
hahaha u had to repost on ur own blog too?? omg. oh well.
my dad used to say it's better to write as you speak, but u shud see the way aussies speak (and write)! terrible...
lol so your dad doesn't think so anymore? and i'm increasingly curious about how aussies speak (and write)! sigh my trip to visit you is so overdue... :(
i get it so frustrating. my dad is a rat, my mom is an ox and im a horse. it is so damn fucking irritating and lots of struggle exists. i dont know what to do. it is like they never studied chinese zodiac nor heard of it and by getting married, they screwed themselves for life...fuck!!
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