Lately Paris has been asking me random out of the blue questions like, “What was the weirdest thing you’ve ever seen” or “What was the strangest thing that has ever happened to you?” The questions come totally out of left field and many times I am left saying, “Uh, I don’t know.”
I find it very interesting that she is in such an inquistive place right now. She’s always been very curious but now her curiousity is putting the spotlight on my life. I don’t know where this is coming from. There is a part of me that is thrilled that she wants to know so much about my life and the way I think but there is another part of me that wants to hide it from her. It surprises me that I want to hide certain things from her.
But, for the most part, I try to answer her questions as candidly and openly as I can. My main motivation for doing so is because of the secrecy surrounding my dad’s life. The little that he has given me access to his childhood, I know it wasn’t a pleasant one. I learned at a very early age to not ask him anything in regards to his family or his upbringing because I knew in doing so would bring very ugly feelings to the surface that he doesn’t want to show me. Continue reading »