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Awakening

Note to the reader: This story is what one might call a slow burn. I have read many stories on this topic but I wanted something more true to life. This takes a real world approach and therefore may seem slow at first. However, I promise, you will not be disappointed if you commit to the story. Enjoy. “Back Story” Everyone keeps saying the economy is back to normal, people on the news, teachers at school, and my friend’s parents. Whatever, all I know is my dad has been unemployed for over a year now and it isn’t for a lack of trying. I feel bad some times, sort of a burden on him. He and my mom had me when they were still in high school, he was 17 and she was 16. Obviously having a kid that young puts a ton of stress on a relationship and needless to say, it didn’t last very long. I ended up with my dad because unlike my mom he actually was the more responsible one, counter to the evidence, me, and more importantly he was a really, really hard worker. He barely finished high school between working two jobs and helping to take care of me and then he spent another two years fighting for custody over me with my mom. With all the lawyer drama and endless hours at work to pay the legal bills he didn’t have the time, little alone the money, to go to college. Then once he started moving up in the company he decided to focus on his career instead of trying to go back to school. I’m sure he figured it was better to stick with the job he had and give his little girl everything she ...

... wanted instead of living paycheck to paycheck for who knows how long. After eleven years instead of hearing about his next promotion my dad tells me that because of laws being passed in our state, business for the company just isn’t what it used to be and they had to let him go. Immediately he started applying to job listings, he made a profile online, and even scoured Craigslist. Regardless, day after day and then month after month I would come home to find him sitting at his desk taking those online courses. He’s always had a knack for learning and in turn loves to teach me stuff, so he got it in his head that he’d try and become a teacher, “At the least, they’ll have me be a substitute,” he joked. I finish up my homework and help my dad set the table. “It smells so good, are we having what I think we’re having?” I ask excitedly. “You know it kiddo… bust out the good china cause we’re feasting tonight!” My dad can be such a dork sometimes but I love’em because he always remembers the little things that make my day special. As he’s serving up my slice he does his best fancy pants waiter impression, “Tonight you will dine on our most exquisite thousand layer lasagna, m’lady.” “Why thank you good sir!” It’s not really a thousand layers but it’s the tastiest lasagna you’ll ever have. I think we gave it its name when I was real little, when I asked why it tasted so good and my forever facetious father replied that it was made with a thousand layers. So whenever I wanted to ...