Hello Twitter family.
Right now I'm sitting at my father's bedside in an emergency room.
He has a fever (not likely COVID) He is elderly and sick. He also has dementia. He is 72.
It gives me a lot of pause and thoughts.
Can you please read and share this #thread about my father.
I think of the 54 years I have known my father. And I realize there is so much more I could have learned from him. So much I don't know about his life, his feelings about things.
There are things that I will never know. Things I never asked him.
What did his room look like as a kid? Did he read comic books? What was his favorite subject in school?
I realize there is so much.
I'm a journalist, I ask people about their lives every day. I ask them questions I have never asked my father.
Dammit ...
But I do have an incredible gift ... My father LOVED his daughter in law, my amazing wife @DelSchilling ... And she loved asking him lots of questions. I learned so much because of my curious and loving wife who wanted to learn about my dad's life. Del was my dad's shining light.
I can never thank my wife @DelSchilling enough for such a thoughtful gift, to know more about my dad. Before he lapsed into dementia, he and I had some amazing conversations, prompted by my wife.
I am so Thankful ❤️
So what I'm trying to say is ... to make sure and cherish the moments with your loved ones.
Ask them questions, learn something new.
Because when it's gone, it's gone.
I love you dad. You helped me become the man that I am.
And I can tie a tie knot pretty well because of you.
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If you want to wear my headdress
Then wear the blood that fell down our temple as we were beaten by a settler's rifle
If you want to wear our feathers
The wear the cries of animals killed for sport when we were left starving
(cont.)
If you want to wear paint on your face as my ancestors did
The wear the mud stuffed into the mouths of babies, silenced and suffocated
to let the tribe, hiding from hunters, survive
The land we belong to, gifted to us by the Creator
Was stolen from under us
(cont.)
Our children ate ‘candy’ which was urine mixed with sugar from laughing soldiers
Our elders were killed and handcuffed
They were forced to walk barefoot in the snow
After being told to leave their homes