Chapter Four - Endearment
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Chapter Four - Endearment
The month of November came about and my zeal was still weighed down but I continued to work my fingers to the bone because I knew that my endless hard work would one day be high-yielding. I went to my store every single day and I did that with passion and resilience, even though I was slightly anxious about my art not selling immediately but I was not excessively ill at ease because I had saved up enough money and that suspended a cloud of fulfilment upon me. I had taught myself to be triumphantly happy and fulfilled with the things I had because being too ambitious would only strip me off my happiness.
Not to be impolite but my father was a precise resemblance of the phrase "too ambitious", for we had everything at home but he still desired to achieve more and that is why I did not want to be like him, for I was in pursuit of simplicity and I had nothing against the life he had chosen for himself. I could tell that my mother was also not fascinated by the life of plentiful riches but because she was adamant to please my father, she chose to be in alignment. My mother was a good reflection of a good wife, she respected her husband with bated breath but as of late, that is the one gift my father was either turning a blind eye to or readily being ungrateful for and I am not saying this just because the woman at hand is my mother, I just wished my father could have continued to extend warmth and appreciation to his wife, my mother, whom I delicately love and appreciate. I could not understand why my father had changed so much and unfortunately, I never had the bravery to ask him, for he always saw me as a lost ball in the high weeds, especially since I had decided to take a path of my own, so asking him would only set him ablaze with fury and I did not yearn for any of that to take place but as I said beforehand, I always hoped that he would one day change and that we would get to have a dignified relationship, where-upon we are able to converse as father and son without hostility being summoned, but that is the least I could do, hope, hope that my desire would one day come to reality and hope that he would one day remember to love his wife uprightly.
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I have always loved having a family of my own, so getting married in the near future was also one of my goals. I had always been tenderly affectionate of marriage and the prospect of having a companion to spend time with, was always something I cherished the most. I am not sure as to why I had this longing but I was okay with it and I was eager to see it being fulfilled one day and these are some of the things I always desired to talk to my dad about but he never had the time for me, yet I was not going to cry over spilt milk or let his disregard for me rain on my parade and I won't lie, his presence as a caring father for my emotional needs would have made a distinction in my life. One might say I am being ungrateful with the things I am saying about my father and that is okay. I cannot disown the fact that my father provided for me and I love him so much for that, not many kids get to experience that but as I said, he changed, I don't know why but he changed and it was not a blissful change, for he wanted me, no, he commanded me to do things I was not fond of and he stopped treating me like his son upon seeing my unwillingness to become an accountant. I was not trying to be irreverent or discourteous when I chose a different path from what he had wanted me to do, I was just choosing something that would enable me to appreciate and treasure my life and I was not ready to do something that would not bring me harmony and if that made me seem as an ungrateful lad, then that is a reality I was okay with it being undone.
On the 7th of November 2015, I made my first sale and I will never forget that day because it set my determination ablaze once again and there-after people started buying from my store and some even requested for tailor-made paintings, so I decided to include that service on my advertisement because that is the one service that was selling the most. Obviously there were times when things would be sluggish but I was happy with the movement that was happening. I was a self-taught painter, so I had to learn a lot of things in order to enhance my artistry but I was not going to rush myself and in all honesty, I treasured the fact that I was a self-taught painter and I embraced it with love and appreciation. My mother would visit my store from time to time because that is where I spent most of my time and she was delighted to see the amount of growth that was taking place but she hadn't told my father about it, yet she would tell him about her visitations but apparently my father was nonchalant about my wellbeing and that really hurt me but I knew that my decision would blatantly ruin our relationship, though I had mastered the art of fixing my eyes on worthy things and at present, my store was worthy of both my eyes and emotions being fixed on it.
The money I had spent on rent and other necessary things was recovered from the sales I had made and that really made me happy, so I decided to buy both my parents dazzling gifts, I just wanted to express my gratitude, yet I was not sure if my dad would accept his gift but I still bought it for him.
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