A Dance With Dad

#NR----" One night when i was fifteen, lost in some paintful, adolescent mood, my father put on a stack of records and teased me to dance with him. C'mon, "he said, " let's get those blues on the run." I turned away from him and hugged my pain closer than before. My father put his hand on my shoulder and i jumped out of the chair, screaming, " Don't touch me!, Don't touch me! Iam sick and tired of dancing with you!" The hurt on his face did not escape me, but the words were out, and I could not call them back. I ran to my room sobbing hysterically.
We did not dance together after that night. I found other partners, and my father waited up for me after dances, sitting in his favorite chair, clad in his flannel pajamas. Sometimes he would be asleep when I came in, and I would wake him, saying," If you were so tired, you should have gone to bed."
"No, no,"he'd say. " I was waiting for you"
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~ A second Chicken soup for the woman's soul~

Bahagia?

4/11/2013
Ya!, aku mencintaimu,
atau apapun itu..
Bahagia?
Merasa dan ada kamu
iya..
senang, sedih, marah, harap, cemburu, haru, merindu, menahan diri, keluh, syukur, tangis, tawa
semua itu..
Bahwa aku dan kamu tidak sendiri..
Bahwa aku dan kamu bersama
Bahwa aku dan kamu bersatu
Mata bertemu, hati bicara, kau mengerti?
Berbagi,..