I Dropped My Glasses And Dad Picked Them Up. I Said "Thanks Pops, What Would I Do Without You?"

I dropped my glasses and Dad picked them up. I said "Thanks Pops, what would I do without you?"

Probably die...

A lovely read...❤

The Curl of Time

Today at Longreads, Sarah Stankorb confronts a lifetime of literally outrunning her angry, alcoholic father as she attempts to find care for him and her mother, both of whom are struggling with dementia. 

Each evening until I moved off for college, my father drunkenly slurred and screamed, chasing me around the house until I caged myself in my room and he pounded outside. I’d stayed there safe, until his attention refocused on my mother, then I’d run out and draw his anger toward me again. I was faster, could outrun him.

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Dad told the lady in line behind us at the market that she smelled of rancid grease and old cheese...

But in a good way...

At the market Dad told me "You know, everyone thinks you're my girlfriend..." 🤮 🤣

Out of the blue today, Pops told me that I was starting to show my age. I replied "Is that nice?"

Well Dads have to tell the hard truths...

I took Dad to look at picture frames so we could put up some photos for him. He got all pissy while we were looking so I asked him why he was upset.

We don't even know any of these people!