Personal Narrative: Knowing Someone When I Never Stop Waiting, By Toby Barlow

“Knowing someone isn’t coming back doesn’t mean you never stop waiting,” by Toby Barlow. Everyone has lost something or someone ranging from a loved one, pet, or an important item. At age 4 I lost father from a mental illness. My father was diagnosed with clinical depression and severe bipolar disorder in result he committed suicide . Being at a young age when the incident happened I never received a chance to familiarize him. So, if I could ask for one thing from Santa Claus it would be to spend a week with him getting to know his hobbies/ job, knowing the feeling of having of father, and understanding his past. Our first couple days I would like to learn about what he liked to do and his job. When I was about eight I visited his side of family in Mount Vernon, New York. From his side of the family I learned a lot about interest, for example how he liked to draw. His other hobbies were video games, writing, and cars. Although I’ve been told those hobbies, everyone has those personal hobbies they don’t tell everyone or strange habits. I would like to learn those things and share my hobbies. How I enjoy drawing, video games, softball and occasionally singing. Aside of his hobbies had been employed as an auto body technician with Utah Transit Authority. He really enjoyed working with cars and when I visited his family he had a box of the self assemble …show more content…
I’d get to experience the life ordinary people would have like having two parents. I would be able to have manly figure in my life that is an experienced adult. The whole father-daughter thing could be temporary but at least I would get to experience it. Medical speaking psychologists say that young women who have had a male figure in their life have a higher rate of better colleges, academics, athletic abilities, and higher paying jobs. Though that may be true I just want to know what it is like to have a