My father and I have never really had a relationship. My mother made me be involved in the lives of my Grandparents but he was never around. I have snippet memories of him, most not good. I’ve seen him over the years at things. He had to be shown me and introduced at my Grandfather’s funeral. It had been that long since he saw me. I am told he didn’t pay child support until forced.
He did some things a few years ago that caused me and my Aunt to look into him more. Keep tabs. I won’t go into what but the police and courts were involved and in the end, I turned him in. Because that was the right thing to do. How I have a moral compass, I have no idea.
Fast forward to today when I was struck to do my normal google search to see if there was any news or an obit. Apparently, he went missing on June 2 and was found on June 3. People on facebook and the internet were like “LORD JESUS FIND THIS POOR MAN”. The articles all said he was an elderly cancer patient.
He is 70. Not so much elderly, my Uncle who is his twin laughed when I told him that part and said he was taking his Elderly ass out to mow the grass. Cancer, I guess. He’s been on disability so long with different ailments, who knows what is true. It made me really think about and question these “Silver Alerts” we see. Who exactly was missing him? Do these internet people know he wasn’t a good father or as I became an adult, person? I will look at the alerts differently now. Not everyone you see who is old is a sweet elderly person needing your love, prayers and guidance.
But. I am me. Right? I do the right thing. So as his only child, I contacted the police there to let them have my contact info. I don’t know what I can do for him. I don’t know his wishes, it isn’t something we ever talked about. But I guess in the end, I will collect my person and go on with it. He is across the country from me, I may be of little help there too. I can’t just up and leave my life to tend to someone who locked me in a room when he had friends over to the point I peed on the floor because I just had to use the bathroom. I would have gone right back to bed.
It makes me wonder what I will do when I hear of my mother’s misfortune. I am not really ready to deal with any of them. Not at all. I have gone on with my life after the years of problems. I just don’t know how I feel about all of this today. My kids and their friends have kept me busy, I almost forgot it happened this morning.
So I will wait to hear something. Or not. But I won’t worry about it. It is what it is.