
Just talked with Daddy. I was a "mama's girl" and had this relationship with him that was near/far. He worked out of town from Monday through Friday so that made it hard to connect. But, I have cards I treasure that he sent me for Valentine's Day from out of town when I was just a young girl. They're all signed "Papa" instead of "Daddy" because he loved it when I called him that. It's funny that now the grandkids called him 'Papa.' For all the time that I sometimes feel I missed out with him, now, I feel closer. Without Mama, he is so much more vulnerable. So much more approachable. He always wants to know when we're coming up.
His health is good tonight. I'm thankful. I told him again that he always has a home with us - that if it ever got too much for him, we would love for him to be here. He laughs every time, but assures me that he hears me and will keep it in mind.
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