February 13th marks the 3rd anniversary of the day mom kicked my dad out of our house, which was February 13, 2013. For anyone who remembers those past images of Cadence would already know what had happened that day, and how it had been between me and my dad since then.
When my mom had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, my dad was quick on the scene. He came to our house to make sure we were both okay…and mom, deranged, screamed at him to get out. I was giving him the cold shoulder and not giving a damn about it. Because that’s what I’ve usually done for the last few years since he was given the boot.
However, while mom was on hospice, the past began to fade more and more. And it wasn’t until December did I realize that, even after he cheated on mom and everything, he’s still my dad. He regretted it ever since, and wants to make the last days with mom the best as possible, and making it up to me as well. He’s been doing that ever since he got kicked out.
When we had mom’s funeral last month, after burying her, I finally acknowledged the fact:
I finally forgive him now.
I not only made this piece to remember what February 13 means in my life, but also to celebrate that…I’m cool with my dad now. We’re the same as we were before 2013, much closer than ever possible.
All my Cadence pictures mentioning my dad had never bore a smile, and always clung to a Monsters University doll. This day she and I are really smiling about our dads, and Bing Bong is best doll to cuddle with out of most of my plushes, especially when he smells like cotton candy (PS this is basically me all the way: that’s the color of my MU shirt I wear when I’m at home, and my hair is usually in a messy bun because of lazy days).
Past Cadence pictures:
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I’m happy with dad again. Cadence is happy with hers.