Maybe your father simply fought the one war he knew he could win because he saw his best self in you, and that gave him satisfaction - not to mention a degree of revenge for having squandered his own hidden talent through timidity. I presume the message is, "Be yourself, no matter what."
I'm not sure what the message is but be yourself no matter what, always works. I just like the way he got to me. That he gave me the money he couldn't spend on himself and that he didn't psyche to psyche
You must discover yourself as you write, I imagine (as we all do - even if it’s a note on a birthday card). No obligation to answer me, either. I just appreciate you.
I find in my experience that many Jewish wives are so dominating/domineering that they physically and metaphorically silence their husbands. I saw it with many of my parents’ married friends. The men were very sweet, but they had to lie down after dinner & sleep to combat the overwhelmingness of their lioness wives.
I am speechless. This is complicated and the psychology is so well defined. I love your father's short story and the names he assigned each of his selves. Poor man. I have so many questions.
You became the warrior he did not have the energy or temperament to be. You versus the strong, manipulative mother. We are dealing with Greek Tragedy here.
It’s “Svengali” powers, I’m boisterously laughing causing a ruckus in the kitchen, rubber chickens are coming in hot and heavy, Saturday night goolies! LG
Visiting this today.. A keen sense of hearing the unspoken was born from this relationship. Is the battle over? Can you lay down your weapons? I bet he's very proud.
This was food for the soul today. My father passed away 2 months ago. It was his time, but I love hearing stories like this because I just feel close to him. The enigmatic nature of our parents - the discoveries after they've gone. Thanks for sharing. PS - if you ever felt like posting his story I would definitely read it
Maybe your father simply fought the one war he knew he could win because he saw his best self in you, and that gave him satisfaction - not to mention a degree of revenge for having squandered his own hidden talent through timidity. I presume the message is, "Be yourself, no matter what."
I'm not sure what the message is but be yourself no matter what, always works. I just like the way he got to me. That he gave me the money he couldn't spend on himself and that he didn't psyche to psyche
i meant did it psyche to psyche.
You’re next level, T.
Thank you Herr Nathan
“They say the son must “kill” the father if he is ever to truly become a man, but mine came to me self-slayed.” Such a powerful line. 🙏
Always taken with resonated with you.
Wordsmith. Slayer and avenger.
You are the knight in this and no doubt you were his hero.
I got my metal pants on. Yes Patris, he got a real kick out of me.
Don’t we all!❤️
You must discover yourself as you write, I imagine (as we all do - even if it’s a note on a birthday card). No obligation to answer me, either. I just appreciate you.
I find in my experience that many Jewish wives are so dominating/domineering that they physically and metaphorically silence their husbands. I saw it with many of my parents’ married friends. The men were very sweet, but they had to lie down after dinner & sleep to combat the overwhelmingness of their lioness wives.
I think we’re on the same page this week, Swerdlow. I also wrote a post about public private and secret lives: https://trules.substack.com/p/do-we-all-have-3-different-lives
It was his mother first, then his wife and also his boss. He was a submissive with a heart full of poetry and rage. Takes all kinds.n I'll read.
I am speechless. This is complicated and the psychology is so well defined. I love your father's short story and the names he assigned each of his selves. Poor man. I have so many questions.
You became the warrior he did not have the energy or temperament to be. You versus the strong, manipulative mother. We are dealing with Greek Tragedy here.
Greek Jewish tragedy!
O no, giggle giggle.
It’s “Svengali” powers, I’m boisterously laughing causing a ruckus in the kitchen, rubber chickens are coming in hot and heavy, Saturday night goolies! LG
this one has me. is that photo really you?
It's not me. But the pic fit. It has me too that story, has for sixty years.
Visiting this today.. A keen sense of hearing the unspoken was born from this relationship. Is the battle over? Can you lay down your weapons? I bet he's very proud.
This was food for the soul today. My father passed away 2 months ago. It was his time, but I love hearing stories like this because I just feel close to him. The enigmatic nature of our parents - the discoveries after they've gone. Thanks for sharing. PS - if you ever felt like posting his story I would definitely read it