Dear Friends,
In about six days, it will be my 35th birthday.
However, today is my father’s 60th birthday. One of the funniest
things I experience in my life is coincidences. My father and I were both born
in August. I was suppose to be born in July but took too long and came out in
August. What is funnier to me is that my stepmother is born in August as well.
Here’s the coincidence: Within six days, there will be three birthdays. Today
is my father’s birthday, then it is my stepmother, and finally it is mines.
Seeing that today’s focus is my father and the comparison to how I feel as a
younger person, which will be the focus of this entry.
In a previous entry, I talked about how my parents are
getting older and the people they were are not the people they are now,
especially with my father and his failing health and the fact that he is an
amputee and a diabetic. I see that and pray that I don’t end up being like
that. I am questioning my health but know that I control my destiny. I laugh
that I do have that right to make sure I don’t end up like my father. Seeing my
father in and out the hospital is something I want to avoid when I am his age.
What is funny to me is that my father and I are 25 years apart. It is funny to
know that when I was born, he just turned 25 years old.
Another thing that bothers me is that my father married my
stepmother two and a half years after I was born. Their marriage does not
bother me but the fact that my father married young does. One of my most
important goals in my life is to be married. I don’t want a marriage like my
father’s because I don’t think it is right to allow one person to rule the
kingdom. I have the ideology that marriage is share responsibilities and shared
decision making.
One more thing, I rarely speak about my father because he
was not in my life for many years. My father’s inaction is one thing that I was
trying to avoid with my situation with my son. However, unlike me and my
father, my son and I don’t know each other. My father was close enough to know
where I was and I was able to know my father’s family. My son as of now does
not know I exist. So I hope to avoid what I had to deal with my son. Until that
day comes, all I can do is pray. Happy birthday to you, Daddy……….
Eugene Chandler III
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