Do you ever just kind of learn a lesson? Well, I sure have…over and over again. Then one day, it just hits you. It hits you HARD. Smack dab in the face. This kind of realization comes in the most mundane of moments. That’s why I like the mundane, because it can birth the most profound.

I’ve spent so many years missing my dad. Really missing him. A deep inner sadness. Like a piece of me was missing. It hit me this weekend that he’s here, right in front of my face. I do have a dad and I get to spend time with him, listen to his ideas and receive the attention and love that he has been giving me. I do have a dad and I am his daughter. What a profound realization.