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"Thanks, Dad!", by Tracy Orazi Copyright © 2000 I remember the day that my parents called my younger brother and I into the family room for 'a talk'. We sat down on the sofa and faced two somber adults. I can't really recall the exact words, but the jist of the conversation was that my parents would be getting a divorce. This was the first time in my entire life that I heard my dad, this big, strong man, cry. My younger brother, than 7, and myself, then 10, would live with my dad and my mom would go out and get an apartment. The adjustment from a two parent household into a one parent household wasn't easy; but Dad helped it along tremendously. Every morning at 6:30 when it was time to get up and get ready for the day, Brewster the Rooster would wake us up. Brewster was this great character that Dad invented to keep us from grumbling about the early hour and start the mood off happy. He would yell, "BREWSTER THE ROOSTER", at the top of his lungs, then he would crow like a rooster. This is how we began most mornings. Others would have Dad waking us up by turning the stereo up all the way, just for a change of pace, and we would dance around the living room like maniacs. As we got older, we outgrew Brewster and the stereo did most of the wake-ups. Somewhere between the age of 11 and 12, my dad was the person who took me to get my first bra. I remember being a bit embarrassed about it, though I'm pretty sure he was too, although it never showed. Okay, I know that this is getting a bit long-winded for some of you, but there is a point. Everyone hears about the plights of single mothers. I know that there are alot out there. However, what about those of a single father? Single fathers, such as mine was, are both Mom and Dad as well. In my particular case, my father was the parent who held us when we cried, stayed up with us when we were sick, and yes, made me wear my first bra! He passed up dates, worked his butt off so that we would have the same stability in our lives that kids who had both parents in the home had, and passed up job promotions that would have forced a move so that we could stay in the same school and grow up with the same friends. I don't know if he realizes how much we appreciate all that he has done for us. Now that I'm grown with a child of my own, I understand how much he loves us and why he would never have failed us or let us down. Thanks, Dad Comment on this writing in our Forums!! | Back to Articles by Adults |

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