Today I've got a heavy heart. Missing the family something terrible...... My mother has a way of doing this to me. She calls first thing in the morning, before I've even had a cup of coffee and have spoken less then a dozen words, and then I'm stuck with her and my father on the brain the rest of the day. I'm not blaming her! I love when she's the first voice, aside from Chad's, that I hear. And it's not like that's the ONLY time I miss them. Just the other day I was listening to my Sirius, shuffling through pre-recorded songs, and this song by Emerson Drive 'He was a Good Man' came on. (Now, I would like to note that I have maybe THREE country songs TOTAL on this thing and all of them relate to the folks) I was wood burning on the previously mentioned map and had to stop because tears swelled in my eyes so bad I couldn't see. If you were to break my father down to just the nitty gritty, that song does it. It doesn't help that it mentions passing away, in which my father has pinky promised to never ever do!! And, sharing music is sorta a Daddy and me 'thing.' Once in high school he snuck in my car while it was parked at work andstuck a post-it on the stereo that read, "Play #4" The song was Le Ann Womack, 'I hope you dance.' First time I had ever heard it and it's just the sweetest song EVER!! The problem was, I was following the girls I worked with to a party. So I get there and park and they walk over to the car and I'm buckled over the steering wheel balling my eyes out! Sucked! Every time we play punch each other (another Daddy & me thing) I'm remembering that..
Anyone who has met my parents knows that they have this way of simply fulfilling your soul with delight (how cheesy is that statement) It's true though. They are giving, loving, joyful people willing to bend over backwards to make everyone else happy. I tell Chad all the time, the only thing about my Mother that makes me want to SCREAM is the fact that she can't say no...... to anyone! She puts herself out all the time for ungrateful people who end up using her for her generosity. Every time I say it, he takes his hand and forms a 'mouth' and makes it talk back in my face. Apparently I've got a bit of her in me :o/ In fact, I've got a lot of both of them in me and I'm SO proud to say so.
They have sacrificed so many luxuries in life to make sure my brother and I get everything we want and need. Even to this day when we SHOULD be adults who don't need their help anymore, they still reach out and give more then they really can. I hope one day to be able to show them what they mean to me...... I tell them all the time, but they're just words. How do you pay someone back for giving you LIFE? Not just life, but an incredible life full of endless possibilities and unwavering love and support.... *tears*
Daddy's counting down the days to retirement so they can move here and be with us. He comes home from work and tells mom "67 months, 48 days, so many hours...." *Choking up* I'm counting with him! There are so many places I would live before moving back to PA, the world is just so incredible and I want to experience all of it! But I wish I could put them in my pocket and take them with me everywhere I go.......
*sigh* You know, I started this thing to talk about ME...... No, just to talk. And today, they are what I want to talk about. <3
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