Friday, August 26, 2011

Week Three Cont.

It's 344250. I took a short jaunt to Portland over the weekend. Took off Friday and Monday. This was supposed to be the earlier summer trip with the family that I could never get them excited about. I actually enjoy going alone as Heather and Rachel need to be entertained and have an "agenda", but I get a lot enjoyment out of just sitting and talking with Dad remembering times of our lives and learning new details that had never come up before or clarifications on issues that now that I'm older I can deal with.
Big revelations:
  • I was probably the product of an affair as the husband of my birth mother very likely wasn't my birth father. 
  • My Dad was not in fact my doctor, but rather the Chief Resident overseeing the pediatric ward I was on. 
  • My Dad had been involved in the birth and resulting issues surrounding my older brother's dealth. 
  • I wasn't in Cook County, but instead the state foster hospital
  • My Dad kept making unnecessary visits to see me, eventually bringing my mother along to see me.
Another nice upside of the trip was spending time with Bret and getting the opportunity to bear my sole to him about the issues I've been dealing with leading up to and those that launched this year long journey. Bret might not have been the best possible candidate, but since Wally is my only other real confidant, and this isn't stuff for a phone call, I had no other choice. He listened and it was helpful. We tipped a few beers while together and that is an activity I want to be more apart of.

I did not have this total conversation with Dad as it would disturb and worry him, but I did shed some light on the issues that Heather and I have been having in our marriage. Typically he didn't offer any advice, something he has never been big on offering, but he is a good sounding board and was pleased to learn of the healthy choices that I have been pursuing.

While in Portland I got the opportunity to do two small to me, but huge to Dad tasks. I helped him hook up a DVD player and his old but powerful stereo system. Neither task was difficult, but he and Debbie greatly appreciated them. He called me Tuesday to report that he is back to his old habits and is pushing "11" on the volume dial.

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