It was a bright, hot morning.
The day was extremely hot.
My mom and I were rushing to get ready.
Make-up, hair, and dress up.
We had to be at church at 2pm.
The day was finally here.
I would be doing my confirmation.
We had practiced our entrance days ago.
The presence of parents and godparents was require.
I invited my dad to the practice because parents and godparents had to be present.
We all arrive in different vehicles.
I seen my dad getting off his truck.
He walked to the entrance.
It was hard and awkward because my parents didn’t talk.
Two years ago,
when I started getting prepare for my confirmation,
I would of never imagine this occurring.
Having to decide who to sit next to.
Having to tell each something individually.
Rehearsing took a few hours.
We kept walking back and forth.
Organizing us by last name.
Vowing once we got to the front.
While we was rehearsing,
Parents and godparents were sitting down.
In the meantime, I was questioning why me?
Why did I have to go through this?
Why this awkward situation between us 3?
Was this going to be forever?
Now, just waiting for the day.
I told him goodbye, thanks for coming.
See you Saturday at 2pm.
Now, just waiting for the day, Saturday.
It was super, super hot!
The church bells were ringing.
The live music started.
Parents and godparents were in place already.
We walked through the aisle to our benches.
I looked around to see where my dad was sitting at.
I couldn’t find him.
I looked for him again.
I didn’t spy my dad.
Where could he be?
Was he all the way in the back?
Was he a bit late?
I was finally confirmed.
I received my certificate.
It was now time to leave.
I never found him.
The only answer was that he never actually arrived.
How could he have done this?
Out of all the days, he chose that day.
My confirmation day.
He never called to excuse himself.
He never looked for me.
He never gave me a reason to his absence.
That day was actually the start of our lost communication.Tags: #FamilyDynamics Confirmation HappyButSad Life Academy of Health and Bioscience LostCommunication Memoir
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