The fur baby is content as can be right next to his papa, they are the best of buddies.
Yesterday my sister and I picked my Dad up from the airport. He flew in from Alaska to spend the week helping us with the new house. One thing I've realized in my adulthood is that my heart only feels complete when he's here, with us. I'm grateful for this time together.
Even though he's here for a whole week I'm already dreading the day we have to take him back to the airport and say our goodbyes. It's the part of life I hate the most, saying goodbye for a whole year to the first man that ever captured my heart. It's probably something no one but my sister and I will ever understand. Sitting here typing this it almost brings me to tears.
Life can be so complicated at times. The people we love most can be taken from us in an instant without warning. We can be separated from them by thousands of miles for hundreds of days at a time. But, we each have our own callings in life, some that require us to live far from family. We have our own responsibliites and obligations that keep us separated for far too long.
It leaves me wondering what are we all doing here? If family is the most important thing on this earth are we taking the time to tell them how much they mean to us? No one is promised tomorrow. Life is but a moment and I never want to take the ones I love for granted.
This week I am going to soak up every single moment with my sweet Daddy. I won't let a second go by that I'm not grateful to be with him. He has a way of making me smile and laugh like no other.
I am my father's daughter. I'm so proud to be his. I'm so grateful for the time we do have together.
I love you Dad!