My father is a private man, besides joy and anger its hard to tell what hes feeling, has felt or will feel. He doesnt openly express the more
complicated negative emotions, sadness, grief etc almost ever. Hes a very hard man to read normally. So this was particularly touching and id like
to share it with you.
The story starts at my birthday. I wanted this particular racing bike for my 12th birthday, perfect color make spec name everything, i had been to
the bike shop more times than i can count to see it. I haddnt asked for much in the past and i thought "i really want this so im just gunna ask and
see what happens"
My birthday came around and my father went to the shop to get it for me (i had no idea about it)
They had sold the last one in my size!!!! He returns home and says to my mother that they were sold out, she asked him to go back down there and get
the next closest model. He declined flat out.
When he was that same age he had asked for a soldering iron for his birthday, it was a specific model he wanted. His birthday came around and he
got..... a soldering iron!!! GREAT but it wasnt the model he asked for so frustrated he shunned it. His father came to his room and asked "what are
you doing we work hard and that wasnt cheap why are you so mad?". He explained it was not the right one. Confused his father asked him why, he said
"i can do one better" and got out his scalextrix car set he had damaged eariler that year. He proceeded to unbox the brand new soldering iron and
show his father that it simply wasnt hot enough to melt the tracks togther like the model he specifically requested, and that thus the one he got was
useless for that application.
returning to my previous story:
He told my mother that i didnt want "the next closest model" and phoned around for days trying to find the exact one in my size, eventually did and
drove the 100 miles to get it. He explained to my mother that he was so unhappy and completely gutted on his birthday he didnt want to do that to me,
that no present was better than the wrong present and for just once he wanted to get it exactly right, especially on the same year.
Sure enough i came down on my birthday saw that the dinning room doors were closed, went in and there it was. I was so happy i nearly cried laughing
with joy.
That was 18 years ago and i never had a clue about any of what he had done till last week.
Dads can be awesome and some times you wont even be aware of it. Take care of yours, they dont last forever.
edit on 5-2-2014 by Biigs because: (no reason given)