Lately I've been feeling incredibly frustrated by the relationship I have with a few members of my family who aren't attached to the org, or just hanging in by a thread. My dad is one such person, love him to bits, but he really gives me the sh*ts with his poor me act grrrr. I just get tired of always being the one who calls, who stays in contact, who visits etc. Decided I was fed up with it and if he really cares he would be the one to contact me. Don't get me wrong when we talk these days we can go on for hours, we've so much in common, and I know he loves me very much. He's still in the org, but has turned into a fence dweller over the last couple of years. He's far too intelligent to be a mindless sheep forever. Anyway, I haven't called him in a little while and I got this text message last night:)
"How's my mouse: Dux (re uni), house boss (re my new job), world traveller, galaxy hitchhiker...hope you're well, dad & spud (his dog) xxxxx
It took us years to teach him how to text, so that was quite an effort on his part! Anyway I feel all warm and fuzzy. Sometimes I guess it pays to hang back and give them a chance to respond to youfrog of the loves her dad class, and wishes he'd come completely into the light.