You may think it’s crazy, a little over the top, but I talk to my dad every day. You see we have 51 years and 11 months to catch up on. That’s 18,615 good mornings, 18,615 good nights, 54,495 corny Dad jokes, and a million I love yous.
You can start at the beginning and read about how I found my birth parents and why dad says 1967 was a very good year.
We have been talking to each other every day since September 7, so we have made in dent in those numbers and even if we get all caught up I will still talk to my dad every day.
What could we possibly have to talk about everyday, you ask? What don’t we talk about would be a better question. Five months in and we already seem to have our own language and our own inside jokes.
We laugh constantly and he picks on me unmercifully. I give back as good as I get, I’m definitely his daughter.
This conversation set the tone for our entire relationship, at least I think so. And of course he shared it on Facebook…delicate flower indeed, LOL
Our conversations just rolled on from there. Mostly hilarious, sometimes serious and wishful. He really knows how to make me smile.
My grands call me Nana, so he says banana, and I have nagged him to death over him sleeping in his own bed when I come to visit. After all, I’m younger and can take the couch much better. Shhhh…don’t tell him I said that. Hahaha!
He is taking a hard line over that one. So I have given up and accepted that he is in charge of his own house.
The heart emojis are all over our chat. After all we have 1 million I love yous to catch up on. There may be almost as many rolling eye emojis. Every day is an adventure with this dad of mine. I mean, how many other dads do you see dancing outside their car in a parking lot?
We both like to have the last word and we both worry about the other one. It just comes naturally. After 25 years of not having a parent worry about me, I am soaking it all in. Every day, as much as I can.
It has been five months since I found my dad. Every day is an adventure and I could talk to him on FaceTime for hours. It’s fascinating to finally be connected to the person that made your life possible.
Is every day and every conversation perfect? Of course not. We are human after all. We have our moods, our differences of opinion, and we are learning about each other.
We are father and daughter above all else. It’s biology and he’s stuck with me now….poor dad.
Until next time,
Susanne
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