Realisations
Making the tea after getting home from work, smoking a smoke and pondering my belly-button fluff (cleaned out this morning!) I made two self observations.
One:
When I speak to my Mum I always call her Mum. Always have and always will.
When I speak to my Dad it’s always “buddy”, “mate”, “Dude”, “Get up you lazy bugger!”[1. Sunday mornings, generally 10.30 - 11.00 when I pop in to their house to say "Hi".] or something similar to that.
Of course, when referring to them they are always Mum and Dad.
With this realisation happening in the last five minutes I haven’t asked Dad if he’s ever noticed or if it worries him or Mum, but it’s gonna bug me now!
Two:
I don’t say thank you enough. Yes, if we’ve had dinner with them or they’ve done something for us, I/we thank them. But I can’t remember the last time I said thank you for everything else. For just being there. So:
Mum, Dad,
Thankyou.
George on July 9th, 2008
Aw shucks – sniff – I don’t mind One: in the slightest and Two: Thanks