A Mystery

“You don’t throw a life away just because it’s broken a little” – From Seabiscuit

 

Time alters most relationships. One’s experiences, health, environment, personality, the fickle fates and fortunes of life, all contribute to our view of everything.

I recall the various relationships I had with my Dad as the years slipped by.

As with all things, the tenor changed with the years.

I began to realize that he was merely a flawed human being who did the best he could with the hand life dealt him.

I would like to believe that he felt the same towards me. I think he did.

I was 57 when he died.

He would have been 100 next year. Me 76.

I wonder what our relationship would have been then, had he lived.

Don’t know why I’ve been thinking about that lately, but I most surely have.

Kind of a brain teaser to imagine the possible machinations.

It will forever remain a mystery.

 

“Nature makes boys and girls lovely to look upon so they can be tolerated until they acquire some sense” – Willian Lyon Phelps

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