Friday, February 21, 2014

Late night talk with my fridge...

As I look into my fridge and I see the vast variety of nothing I realize why my dad feels so pressured to maintain his life style. 

My parents house is and has always been a constant inflow of people. The three of us .... Sister vortex! And everyone else

Sounds bad, but it's amazing. These two people come together and together they invite others in. Yes it is under their terms but so invite you in. 

These are the two most amazing regular people I've ever met. 

Growing up we always had people at our house. We were always hosting and it was fun. As I grew older I got teenagery.... I know that's not a word but you know what I mean.

I got snooty, and independent and I just had to go. And yes, maybe I did have to go, that how I felt. When I have my own teenage daughter I'm sure my mind will change again. But that's how life is. Truths become here-say when they are not your own.

So weird to figure this out now...

But back to my dad... To spend a lifetime as a host and have the risk of letting go of the one thing he likes most is unbearable (wooah... The iPhone replaced unbearable with inevitable... Damn!)


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Location:Dublin,United States

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