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[novapsyche]

I came home after having a good time with netmouse, murphyw, and rikhei last night. It was very late by the time I got home, around 12:30. The kitchen light was left on, but it was dark everywhere else. I went upstairs and peeked into my parents' room. My dad was in the bed, completely covered up, illumined by the TV. My mother was gone. At that moment, I felt his loneliness, even from his sleep, and I wished I'd been home earlier.

Tonight there is the season premiere of Survivor, and then the kickoff of the NFL season. I think we'll watch football together.

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[sinpar.livejournal.com]

I remember after my mother died that I used to come home from being with friends to find my father asleep in front of the television with the family dog in his lap. He was a lonely man, my mother was such a huge part of his life and he depended on her for practical things... he was the archetypal absentminded scientist.

Do I wish I'd spent more time at home in those days? I do. I also realize that if I had... I'd probably still be living there as a spinster daughter with no life of my own. That is a sacrifice I couldn't make at the time... and I didn't have the maturity to know how to form good boundaries with my parents in my teens.

Enjoy the football game and the company you're keeping.