My dad and I always call each other to talk, or to vent if my friend and I are having frustrating afternoons, and ever since mom and my baby sister passed away, my friend and I have become each other’s rock.
It was such a sad tragedy, however in a way, their absence seemed to bring us closer; And this is something I cherish since my friend and I weren’t too close during my teen years. I disclose I rebelled so much, and this made dad and I butt heads all the time. Mom tried to understand me, however dad and I rarely saw eye to eye! But, now if you see us talking, you’d know my friend and I have been the best of friends for years, however life can be funny that way. Last week, dad called to vent about the boiler in his home. The previous winter, the boiler was faulty, and dad had to call the HVAC corporation three strange times to send a heating expert to his home. They found a few faults with the boiler, and the last time the guy showed up, he recommended dad to start planning to replace the boiler. There was no way the boiler could last another winter. And those are almost 5 months of non-stop frosty and snow. Well, dad was afraid he’d have to pay for a new boiler, and they aren’t cheap nowadays. He’d been thinking of getting HVAC financing instead to finance the new unit. I asked him for the cost of the new device and installation, and sent him the currency for the work. I didn’t have much, even though I could handle that expense for him.