Check out this totally legit fanny pack I borrowed from my father for an upcoming trip: It’s the ultimate dadcore item, straight from the early 90s. My dad, who started smoking in China when he was 11 and quit cold turkey two years ago at age 75, used to carry his cigarettes and lighter in it. If you had asked me for a physical description of him at any point in the last 35 years, I likely would’ve mentioned the fanny pack. And a toothpick dangling from his lips.
I'm glad your dad is okay. My dad almost died twice in the last five years despite being above-average healthy most of the time. You just never know. When I was in high school I used to salvage his worn-out white dress shirts to wear to school with the sleeves rolled up, over teal tapered pants and gold flats. It was the '80s 😉
Teresa, this one squeezed my heart. Loving our parents and loving our children can be so complicated even when it feels like it should be the easiest thing we do 🙃🙂
Thank you for such a touching story. Aging parents are the best/worst/weirdest/everythingest
I'm glad your dad is okay. My dad almost died twice in the last five years despite being above-average healthy most of the time. You just never know. When I was in high school I used to salvage his worn-out white dress shirts to wear to school with the sleeves rolled up, over teal tapered pants and gold flats. It was the '80s 😉
Teresa, this one squeezed my heart. Loving our parents and loving our children can be so complicated even when it feels like it should be the easiest thing we do 🙃🙂