My mind is a catalog of amusing anecdotes and banal observations, and part of my motivation for putting this blog together was to inflict such trite crap on the world, or at least a half-dozen or so of you.
It turns out life isn't always amusing. Sometimes life can be quite a dick.
My father died in a traffic accident halfway around the world a little over a week ago.
As I've been going through his addresses and sending notes to people letting them know what's happened, it's begun to dawn on me that there are a lot (a whole lot) of people out there in the world who knew him well and probably quite a few of them that actually knew my dad better than I did. Differently, to be sure, but knew more of his stories and had worked closely with him over a period of time when I was largely seeing him for a couple weeks out of the year. I don't blame him for his distance -- I had a good childhood -- and I don't really blame myself for not reaching out to him more, but it's left me feeling that there's something missing that I might have noticed sooner if I'd been paying attention. And maybe if I'd noticed sooner I could have done something about it.
Stop and look around. Find the holes and fill them.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
No clever title here
Posted by bb at around 11:26 PM
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My and Alisa's deepest condolences go out to you and family. The hammer of fate swings wide and erratic, and I'm sorry you got hit. No matter how close to or removed from your father you were, he was still your Dad, and it will be a different world without him it. We're thinking of you during this difficult time (i.e. sending you some chakra-aligning vibes from the oh-so-centered Pacific Northwest).
Adrian
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