Last Friday (the 9th) would have been my parent's 55th wedding anniversary. Dad was really down that day. He was so very sad & I had to reassure him that it was okay to feel sad.
He just kept saying that 55 years wasn't enough - he needed more time.
I spoke with Dad last night. It was a heartwarming discussion.
(Dad is pretty much a man of his generation with well defined roles in the household - in other words, he worked, Mom, cooked took care of the house & the kids. He didn't know how to cook - though he grills a mean turkey.)
Dad told me last night that over the past month he learned to fry an egg, make a grilled cheese sandwich. His most proud accomplishment was chipped beef on toast - but he decided that he wanted to have the chipped beef over a potato. "Your mother would have never allowed that, Linda."
I told Dad that cooking is all about creativity & flexibility!
While this all may seem simple, Dad is growing in ways, since Mom has died, that has made me very proud. While frying an egg shouldn't be that big a deal, for my father it's huge.
I gave him my recipe for fluffy scrambled eggs last weekend - he tried it & loved it. His comment to me was, I can't do that during the week before work. Takes too long. :grin:
I'm so very proud of Dad. He continues on his journey in life with-o his life partner. He honors her memory, while maintaining balance.
