I'm Sorry, Mom
"Dad, I'm cooking shrimp for dinner," my wife asks my father, "do you want regular shrimp or coconut?" Meanwhile, the guy who's actually helping make dinner... his opinion goes unrequested. Who's that poor sap I'm talking about? It's me. But I really can't get too upset by it. My wife is just trying to make my father feel at home. It wasn't that long ago that my mother passed away, and, after a brief time of him living on his own, we decided to ask him to move in with us. It's not a decision I regret. Given the opportunity to do it all over again, I would, but it's been tough. You can't have two alpha males in the same wolf pack without one wolf becoming incredibly annoyed at the other. In the old days, wise Native American elders used to walk off into the desert never to return after reaching a certain age. Yeah, I can see the wisdom in that. Although, what probably happened was when a Native American became old, he just ...