Most of us have fathers. Or at least a father figure. I want to take a minute to talk about mine. Do you ever have one of those bittersweet moments where you miss something from childhood? I had one of those today...
My dad is a big relationship man. He is a people person, and loves to talk. But he doesn't just talk to hear himself talk...he has meaningful conversations with all types of people. In church, he finds the person that seems lonely and has no one to talk to, and he strikes up a conversation with him! So it would only suit him to always go to the same car place and know them all by name.
Earlier this week, I told y'all that I went to get an oil change and the mechanic told me I needed a bunch of stuff fixed on my car. So what do I do today? Call my dad, of course! It's not that he knows a ton about cars, but he knows who to trust when it comes to cars.
Talking to him on the phone today made me miss being little. I know I can always call my parents for advice, and if I need something they only live 15 minutes down the road, but it's the constant presence that I miss. What's funny is I NEVER thought I would admit that to ANYONE!
All that to say I love my dad. Whenever I call him to ask a question he always keeps me on the phone for 15 or 20 minutes asking me how J and I are doing and what is going on in my life. I don't want to take those moments for granted. EVER. So today I am praying that I will cherish each and every moment of being close to family, because that could very well change in the next 6 months. If all stays the way it is now, we WILL be leaving home. I never thought I would be sad about leaving Alabama, of all places. But you know what they say....HOME is where the HEART is. So no matter where we go, I will carry my home in my heart forever.
I love you dad!
Dad and my brother
Dad and Mom - - right after he had ankle surgery (very painful)
Alabama tailgate 2009
The family plus J at our engagement party!