By Eden Pearl
My relationship with my dad has always been (understandably) quite a difficult one. However, as there always are with people, there were a few good moments or times as you might say. One of these moments was singing “Knocking on Heaven’s Door” by Bob Dylan. We had always wanted to sing with each other, and we had planned on singing a bunch of songs but we ended up doing only the one. It’s not that I was busy or anything — I didn’t want to talk to him. I never wanted to talk to him. I was fine with our everyday routine of him waking up late and pouring his coffee and reading his newspaper and not letting anyone interact with him until he had done just that. He had a set few games he liked to play. Scrabble, Settlers of Catan, and any game like Civilization or Starcraft. Not that it really matters, but it does. We went into the garage, he opened up Garageband, clicked start, and started singing. I had never heard the song before, but he didn’t really care about that. He starts singing, I echo, and he tells me I’m being too dramatic. “Okay” I say, “I won’t stand in your light”. He gets angry and tells me I’m being a brat. I apologize, and we just sing.