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I Miss you Dad....
Sorry to post again...
But I have something I need to get down on "paper" (a computer screen in this case).
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My parents are divorcing. My Mum is using me to get at my Dad. She makes me write out horrible things to say to him on a piece of paper, then go to him and read these horrible things out.
My Dad got a moment with me when my Mum was out. He hugged me. He hugged me so tight and said everything will be ok and that he cares...it was such a precious moment.
My Mum wants me to take him to court...she wants me to be cruel and horrible to him and she won't let me talk to him....
I love my Dad...I wish my parents weren't divorcing so I could go out with my Dad and do things together...we used to go every Sunday (when he wasn't on business trips) to central London for a Chinese dim sum and then we would get out our foldable chairs and draw things together...I've got loads of drawings of bridges and the Thames, as well as some of St. James' Park and various monuments...
We used to go to Cyprus as a family to see my Greek grandparents...they have a villa one mile away from the beach...they have a citrus garden which is huge and lovely to get lost in....they have over fifty animals...although my Greek grandfather is dead; he died from Alzheimer's.
I haven't been to Cyprus for over six years...I miss it so much...I love it there...I loved going for walks in the Troodos mountains with my Dad when it was really hot at sea level (it gets to 45 C in the summer in Cyprus)....
My Dad buys me presents that I appreciate...like when he bought me 2kg of dried dates....I love dried dates. He bought me a really posh fountain pen and ink cartridges for it...I really like fountain pens...
My Mum wants me to hate him; she loves going on about how bad a person he is, how he has these affairs and he is "sick in the head". Ok my Dad is having extra-marital affairs, but I can't hate him...I love my Dad.
I miss my Dad...I want to do things with him that we used to do when I was younger...I remember the time he taught me calculus (I was ten years old lol) in a Chinese restaurant on a napkin...
I WANT YOU BACK DAD...I NEED YOU.
My Mum makes me send cruel e-mails to him as well...she's making me pretend to hate him....
Dad....I love you.
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