Pretty much my entire adult life I’ve lived away from my parents. In fact, only in my late teens and then again from 28 to 30, did I live there. The last 33 years I’ve been the furthest from the place they made home.
And because of those geographical distances, I never had a chance to spend much alone time with my dad to discuss things of the heart.
Based on his expressions of life, I think his heart was full of Wisdom. His personality didn’t allow him to verbally express his heart very often. But I have always thought that if we had some good quality alone time, our reflections would reveal that deep inside we had so very much in common.
I can just visualize how sweet the conversations would look and sound. Lots of serious tones interspersed with laughter while sharing the depths we had both reached with our God. And I would be all the wiser for those times.
I miss those moments we did not have. I miss you, Dad.
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