Yesterday, I was traveling with my parents and this is the story I emailed to friends this morning: Please pray for my father! I was venting to my friends about him.
My cousin who has been in the Indiana National guard for 23 years was commissioned yesterday! He was a Major for about 6 years and now he is a Kernel! It was very touching! When he was done introducing us, they all said Hoorah and clapped! It was awesome! You see ihs father was in the Army and died in 2002, his memorial service was the day before dhand I got engaged. Uncle Dave went to Vietnam twice and was a captain, when he left the army. My Uncle would have been extactic about his son becoming a Kernel in the National Guard. Then we drove home.
Let me tell you vent story. We have lived in this home for 3 months and my father has yet to come to my house. Last night they dropped Lydia and I off and I said oh do you want come in my house and he said he better not. He doesn't have to stay, just come in and walk around. HE SAID NO! I was so angry with him and I didn't even say goodby. I invited them in for dinner, they said no. I was so frustrated with them. I understand my mom, but I don't understand my dad! He is an old man to me. He doesn't help my mom at all he is rude to her and she is use to it. Now please understand that I am not mad at him all the time. He is not in good health because he never leaves their house. He is like a hermit crab and doesn't leave. It is very sad to me. Because he doesn't leave his home he is not well.
O.k. i know this is the most that I have written in a long time to I need to vent somewhere!