As a pillaged today, I thought of a memory of my Dad when I was probably in seventh grade? Probably because tomorrow is Father’s Day.
Emails come to me all the time from Hallmark. They have been sending Father’s Day emails for a while and I remember I looked at it and it asked if I did not want to receive them. I thought that was really kind so I checked the box.
The emails continued to come after I checked the box so there’s some kind of glitch. Father’s Day will be over for this year. Maybe they’ll fix the glitch by next year. I have had 20 Father’s Days without my Dad.
It was the 90s and it was cool to wear combat boots as a fashion statement. I remember that my Mom took me to Fairlane mall to pick them out. Here’s the memory I have about my Dad:
The green carpet was in full effect then in my living room and my Dad was sitting in his chair when my Mom and I came home.
I remember that I was so excited to show him and I had a big box even though my feet are small. He gave me a tip as I pulled my boots out of the box. He told me to pull the laces out and then to keep the ends of the laces in my hand and then fold the laces in half. Then he told me to tie a knot in the middle of the lace.
Then he told me to lace my boots and put them on. As I did that, He told me that knot should be between the first eyelet of my laces. He said that way I will always have enough lace on either side of my boot when I lace them up.
That totally makes sense to me and he probably learned that in the army. I have no idea why I thought of that memory today. I haven’t thought about that so long. Tomorrow is just another day for me. I will still miss my Dad and they no celebrating tomorrow for me.