Would you choose to hear ‘Love’ or Feel it……
Dad never had the time. He was always on the Go. It was either his clients or his social service engagements. Work day early mornings and Sundays he’d ensure all the house supplies are in place to ensure Mom’s house engineering is perfect smooth.
He was a one man show. Dad was always extending help for neighbors, relatives, friends in addition to his professional and personal obligations. Nothing or nobody ever got left out or any task delayed.
He was a great conversationalist never at a short of words, he had a great understanding of poetry, literature, philosophy, anything you name it, but ask any of his kids if they ever recall a friendly meaningful one-to-one conversation with their Dad, ever they heard “I love you my Son/daughter’ ?. The answer in Unison – Never.
Yet, he knew his kids like the back of his hand, he read them like open books, he knew all about their joys,pain and fears, he knew all about their confusions, fancies, aspirations, capabilities, limitations. He shared their joy, soothed their pain,calmed their fears, he addressed their confusions, he guided them, he encouraged them, he made them feel loved. He instinctively was always there when ever they needed him. 😮 How 😮 ?
I get it now Dad, you were onto something, how else would we learn so well that : Words Alone Don’t Speak, Words alone don’t Communicate, Understanding is not Always at the mercy of Words.
You left out the Words, cause you were Sure of what you Can Do, what you can be, and vouch for it, I Will – in doing and being you spoke all about your deepest feelings,your fathomless love, your most profound thoughts, your compelling support. We may never have ‘HEARD’ love, by god Dad – We sure ‘FELT’ it.
It was not that you didn’t mean to have a meaningful conversation with us, You were too busy ♥ Redefining ♥ it.