Days Gone By

 

Page 6 of 366. Good Afternoon Lovies. I hope you are all bundled up for this cold day. I've noticed a few flurries here and there. I don't know what I find so serene about snow. I find that is drowns out the sounds of the world, giving it almost a blanket of peace for a time. It's just beautiful to me!!!

I am in a cloud today, filled with memories of my youth... the GOOD ones! See, I got a message from my parents last night, inviting me to the annual birthday brekkie for my dad's birthday. I really cannot believe he is turning 86 this weekend. It truly boggles my mind what my dad has endured, survived and conquered; yet still here. 

(Inspite of everything that has happened through my 50 years of life, I have always been "Daddy's Girl". I will proudly wear that name with honour).

My parents have been through a lot, again, whether through my adoption, or through birth, I am a first generation Canadian. My parents (Plz note, that the only people I refer to as my "parents" are my adopted ones!), were born in the Netherlands and both lived through WWII. 

They may have been young, but I used to listen for hours about their experiences and my Omas' and Opas' harrowing tales, including my Opa being taken away by the Nazis because they couldn't find his passport on the ship they were living on. I loved sitting around for hours, in my youth, listening to the stories my dad would tell. 

We both shared a passion for hockey (which shouldn't be surprising since we live in Canada!!!) Obviously, soccer/footie was a huge sporting event in our house as well. I think the best memories I have with my dad is going fishing; either on the boat all summer long AND the ice fishing (YES, we ARE that crazy here!!!)

Anyways, I started this blurb with the intent of saying time is a precious thing. I have a lot of shitty memories with my parents. I have a terrible relationship with my mother, but don't want this post to be about that. I have always said my dad is a good dad; until one day my cousin asked me, "Was he really?" Which made me question it, and him. 

It really broke my heart to see him in a different light; so at least with him, I will keep only the good times in my mind. I know he won't be around forever, and I'm following some sage advice and going to this brekkie to enjoy the time we have left on this earthly plane. Now let's just hope I can survive a brekkie with 30+ people, with no escape plan in place... Just sayin'

~ Phoenix

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