The Wryters' Block

Shaping, Designing, Sculpting Words


Deutsch: Zentrale Heterochromie: Grüne Iris, u...

          My Dad, Superhero

No X-ray vision; no wall crawls; no costumes or racy vehicles;

no superhuman strength; no speed fast as a cheetah’s; no mind reading or spying into the future. Even so, my dad’s my superhero.

As a little girl, my dad nicknamed me Robin. I never discovered the reasoning behind it; it just always was, though the name never stuck with other family members.

Very strict, my dad expected the best from us children in attitude and behavior. He ruled his house with a heavy hand; whatever he said, the law. Even though we were not allowed a lot of freedoms, he loved to crack jokes and taught us how to draw faces that started out with a letter of the alphabet (a became an eye; the letter c, an ear).

Dad always controlled the TV; we watched what he watched. As a result, I became fascinated with westerns and wrestling, tuned in to those shows just as avidly as he did.

Why am I blogging about my dad, you may ask? Right now he lays in a hospital bed, now for weeks on end, and he is constantly in my thoughts and prayers. It saddens me to see Dad’s health decline, watch him drift further and further away from us.

If my silence or lack of presence here is noticeable, it is due to this critical family illness. Many of my days and some nights spent at the hospital, from the hospital’s large picture window, I can peer over rooftops, see clear across neighborhoods, and ponder about life. I pull a chair near Dad’s bed, hum and sing and read scriptures, hold and squeeze his hand.

If I could turn back time, sometimes I believe I would; other times, I’m not so sure. But then, more time with a superhero would be amazing.

If you could turn back time, would you?


October 7, 2012 - Posted by | Life | , , , , , ,

No comments yet.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s



Plutonium™ Paint

Ultra Supreme Professional Grade Aerosol Paint

Dream, Play, Write!

Today, make a commitment to your writing.

The website of Luther M. Siler, Author/Editor/Curmudgeon


As Cuties of Colombia we're lifting our great Nation.

Round Two

"Life is better than we expected."


It is time for musings...musings about imagination...

Innovate * Inspire * Lead Change

If we teach today as we taught yesterday, we rob our children of tomorrow. John Dewey

Teacher as Transformer

Education, Leadership, Life, and Transformation

Dimitris Melicertes

I don't write, I touch without touching.

Science is for Kids

Science for Elementary Classrooms

The Neighborhood

The Story within the Story

Building A Business While Having A Life


Licensed Mental Health Counselor

The Chia Pet Circus

Matthew David Curry

%d bloggers like this: