The present is because of the past

I get it now, why dad is so hell bent on distracting and interrupting me when I clearly state i'm going to be reading with the headphones on, and he's all like you've said that so many times I don't take you seriously anymore, therefore i'll just agree with you, and then less than 30 seconds later will start talking, humming or singing, I'll be extending my hands searching for things so that from the corner of your eye you'll think it could be a mouse!! All of this is happening because of the following.

I've spent about an hour this morning doing what mom did on a daily basis, reading portions of the Bible, and i remember how I used to read from my books to her as she was reading her Bibles. (She went through like 4 study Bibles a year!!) And she'd always be patient with me, and smile, and occasionally reminded me that she was reading, and after lengthy bizarre book sharing from me, she'd sometimes come back at me and make me read with my own eyes demanding I read aloud something that spoke to her.

How dad is is karma for all those times I messed up mom's devotional times. This is something to acknowledge and feel repentant about. And perhaps with this full confession and feeling this way, a penalty can have been paid for soon, and then with dad still alive and well, he can just be more sensitive, to take all his coffee times he goes out for nourish him so that he can be quiet when i'm around him for the most part.