Contemplative Comics day 124

It is interesting that not long after I was fired, my dad was uncharacteristically working nearby at the yard. He was getting ready for the next big job out of state by himself. He was prepping a storage trailer for the new job site. Knowing that I was at home and that my last check from Brick City had come through with no new job in sight, he asked me to help him.

I worked for my dad here and there in high school and part-time throughout college. Doing construction work and going home to write papers and read was pretty rough. My mom was there on the jobs as well. Looking back on it, I can see that I had a really unique relationship with my parents because of this work. Just the other day we were hanging out and sharing stories of injuries, tasks that seemed impossible to overcome, and all the crazy things that happen on job sites.

I treasure those moments I had with him. I don’t think I will ever really have moments like that with Jules and Davy. He loved his work, and he loves me, and I got to be a part of his work with him.

This experience two years ago was the last time I will get to work with my dad. If I hadn’t been fired, and if he hadn’t been in such a weird transition space, it wouldn’t have happened.

I don’t know that I believe it was by design or that it justifies my experiences.

But I am grateful that it happened.

-joshua.