Eulogy For Father

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I do not remember sitting at the dinner table with married parents. I do not remember my father calling my house is home – when I try to remember this I picture him standing impatiently in the foyer waiting for my brother and I to get our stuff together so we can all get dinner or go to his house for the weekend. “Is there a time you need them back by?” my mother might ask. She would lean against the wall, facing my father and the front door, waiting for him to leave. She only ever showed irritability, agitation, and testiness during times like this. I do not remember my father interacting with my mom as his wife, nor do I remember my mother looking at him like someone she was in love with for over 20 years. I do not remember regarding my father with complete approbation.
For the most part. Sometimes when I look at him I forget about what happened. It’s easier to do than one would think. He is my parent and that is what I see him as. I think it always will be. He has never been less of a father like he was less of a wife, and even my mother tries to enforce that idea. But I see it a little differently. Yes, he betrayed my mother, broke their promise, and lied. But he did those things to my brother and I too. A family is a unit, and
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They secretly started dating, later rented an apartment together, and even later had my brother and I. We moved into a house in a suburb in New Jersey when I was five, and at six, my dad moved out. At the time, I didn’t understand why he left. I don’t remember what my parents told the six-year-old me, and I don’t remember how she reacted. So how come I remember playing dolls in my bedroom and being interrupted by my mom insisting on a “family meeting”? I walked into my parents’ room with my teddy bear – everyone was already there. My mom was crying. I don’t remember what happened after