(Continued from Feb. 09, 2010)
For me, there was no feeling of wonder or astonishment about my appearance in Thea’s dream. In fact, I was surprised that it had taken me so long, considering the apparent close resemblance to her late father. From the moment that she had told me about that uncanny likeness, I began to recall conversations in the parkade. Occasionally, she would look at me strangely and she would be inclined to prolong discussions. At that time, her behavior puzzled me. Of course, for her it was somewhat like spending time with the dad she missed terribly.
Because a couple of days had passed since our get-together in the French restaurant, I had been able to consider Thea’s feelings toward me; and, consequently, I was expecting overtures on her part to consolidate our relationship. Often, one doesn’t get sufficient time to think carefully about a decision that will affect one’s future in a profound fashion. In that instance, I did not really need much time. It became quickly clear to me that considering her my daughter would be a positive move.
My two descendants were both of the masculine gender and my relationship with them had always been excellent; but, at times, I had wondered what it would be like to have a daughter. I was on the threshold of discovering the special privileges of that experience. I must admit that the thought filled me with strong emotions.
“Being able to regard you as my daughter would be a great honor,” I said, slowly articulating each word of the pronouncement. Fortunately, we were at a location where Thea could pull off the road. She became very emotional; and, when her Audi had come to a halt, she embraced me at length. She then thanked me numerous times and kissed me on the cheek repeatedly. The situation demanded that I answer in kind.
As soon as we were back on the road, I phoned Alphonse to inform him that we would be a few minutes late. Next, I set to explaining to Thea that I should be thanking her for granting me the opportunity to have an entirely new paternal experience. I then clarified about my two sons who lived overseas. That clarification increased her joy. “I have never known what it would be like to have brothers,” she exclaimed and she fell silent to contemplate the possible consequences of that circumstance.
“And, there are more astounding details,” I said with a laugh. “There will be occasions when small human creatures will refer to you as aunty Thea.”
“You are telling me that you have grandchildren as well,” Thea cried out. “I hadn’t expected such an interesting development. Since we never heard the noises that one associates with children, the girls and I thought that you might not have any grandchildren. Of course, the fact that they live overseas explains the absence of the pitter-patter of small feet, etc. Furthermore, your lengthy vacations make sense now. Anyway, we didn’t want to ask in case you felt bad about not having grandchildren.”
(To be continued)