Saving the Salsa
A few months ago, my dad called me and told me he had cancer. Never one to be lacking in articulation, at that moment I had nothing to say. He assured me everything was going to be fine. He has great doctors and they caught it early, all the things that you want to hear to give you hope, but does any of that make you feel better when you first get this life changing news? I tried to be a good daughter and not get too emotional on the phone. I asked a few probing questions about the plan of action for his treatment and his symptoms. I basically tried to keep the conversation as logical as possible, while on the inside I felt like I was melting. My dad and I have not had a conventional relationship. A product of teen pregnancy, I felt like I spent most of my early years watching my parents grow up and become adults rather, than looking to them for guidance. My daddy and I... well we have grown together in our own way. He was never one to stress me about grades or school. He just knew I ...

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