Val has something to say to you, my mother informed me. I was sobbing while sitting on the stairway.
He immediately realized I was pregnant. He did not scream. He remained silent. He just began to pace.
I was his only daughter, I was eighteen, and I understood what he was thinking: he believed that having a child would ruin my life.
He finally stopped pacing and told me to leave the house or seek an abortion. I understood at that time that I would be alone myself. I started setting aside money from each paycheck to buy materials and clothing.
However, I was unsure about my plans for once the baby was born. I wasn’t hearing my dad talking to me. No one made eye contact. Not at all. Not that he had ever been adept at communicating his feelings. When he was a baby, his mother had passed away.
After pacing for a while, dad finally told me to leave the house or get an abortion. At the time, I realized I would be by myself. I began saving money from each payday to purchase supplies and clothing.
I wasn’t sure about my plans for once the kid was born, though. I couldn’t hear my father speaking to me. There was no eye contact. In no way. Not that he had ever been skilled at expressing his emotions. His mother had died when he was a baby.
He said nothing at all. My mother merely shook her head as she observed him. But my father visited me every day while I was in the hospital for five days following the birth of my son.
He’d bring meals to us. For hours at a time, he would hold my son. A note was waiting for me on my bed when I returned home. I’ve only ever read it twice. Considering how much that makes me cry. But he expressed regret for his actions. And he assured us that everything would be
My son is currently eight years old. And every time Father’s Day occurs at school, he brings artwork for Papa home. They are inseparable from one another. There is constantly music playing.
He frequently receives hugs, kisses, and “I love you” messages from my son. Papa then responds. He only ever says it to one person at a time. My son is the only option he has.
Papa is not an affectionate person by nature. But that’s just how my son is. He expresses his emotions in such an honest and transparent way. His Papa will be forced to accept his love because he will give it without any provocation.