Talking with Dad

It's always fun talking with Dad... when he is in a good listening mood. It's all the more fun when we talk about "men stuff."

The nice thing I like about my Dad is that I don't have much qualms relating to him my problems and anxieties, as well as the things that have been happening of late... even the intimate ones.

Mind, it was never like kiss and tell. If there is anyone I would want to relate whatever has been happening to me, that would be my Dad and my brother Allen.

With Dad, it isn't like those "Boy Talks" when friends talk about stuff with the intention to impress - or at least won't get behind of what the rest of the posse has been getting. On top of that, I don't have any fear of being judged by some self-righteous moral compass. I can be myself and Dad knows pretty well that I don't tell him things just to impress him or show off.

Of course, Dad is quite concerned of what's happening in my life. He is quite concerned about my future. He reminded me one day that I should be sure that the woman I'm spending the rest of my life should always be there for me till the end of days. Obviously, he has gotten a good catch --- my Mom is always my yardstick when it comes to the kind of women I would have wanted to have till the end.

My parents are so lucky to have each other. Through all their trials and tribulations, it makes no wonder why these two would be there for each other --- forever.