The Postmodern Pilgrim

Austin Repath

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I Celebrate My Life

Finally at 74, I’m happy with my life and ready to celebrate it.  

For longer than I care to remember, I’ve seen my life as a failure.  I was disappointed with what I’d accomplished, and longed for an event that would justify my existence.  Recently I’ve found myself “praying” for the grace to accept and be happy with the life I have lived.  And today, upon awakening from a long sleep, I realized that boon had been granted.       

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Wednesday, June 04, 2008

In Praise of a Good Man

I'm of an age that I can look back with some perspective on my father. At one time I saw him as someone who was never there for his son, an absent father. And that is what he was. He worked ten hours a day, six days a week in a disreputable tavern in the west end of Toronto. Of course, being that he was working from noon until midnight, I never got to see him, let alone get to know him.

There was a time I resented the fact that he wasn't there for me. And the few times that he was, he never hugged me or talked with me. He didn't know about such things. A poor excuse for a father, I told my therapist, and he agreed with me.

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