I had been here for exactly an hour and already I was homesick. Because we didn’t arrive until late my dad thought it was best I meet everyone tomorrow. My gran was throwing a gathering.
Food, drinks and everything in between. I was trying my best not to be nervous but every time I thought about it, I felt queasy. I was only meeting my family; it was going to be fine.
Right?
I was staying in the room I was in the last time I was here. The picture of my mom was still sitting on the bedside table, and I noticed a few extra things that weren’t here before.
Cushions on the bed, blankets, a tv mounted on the wall. I was glad I had my own bathroom, and it was already stocked with enough products to last me a month.
I was almost finished unpacking when there was a knock on the door.
“Come in”. I called.
“Are you settling in, okay?”. My dad asked leaning in the door frame.
I nodded. “Do you live here all the time?”. I asked. I found it a little strange that we were in the pack house and not his house. Maybe he didn’t have a house?
“I have a house”. He smiled. “But seeing as it’s just me I prefer to live here. It’s more lively and less lonely”.
Oh. That last part stung a little. Let’s face it. I didn’t know him not really. He lost my mom 18 years ago. If what they say is true, my dad has been on his own all those years.
“You don’t have to be on your own”. I spoke whilst hanging up my jacket. It was okay for him to find someone else. Nobody should live their life alone or lonely. Everyone deserved to find happiness.
You shouldn’t be judged for moving on.
“It is okay to move on”. I wasn’t sure if I was treading on thin ice by saying this. But he was my dad after all, and mom was no longer here.
“Move on?”. He frowned.
“Everyone deserves to be happy”. I spoke.



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