Today I got to chat with my dad on the phone for about fifteen minutes.
We're both busy. Add conflicting work schedules and a three hour time difference to the mix, and... well, it's just hard to find the right time to make it happen.
But when the stars align and we do somehow manage to work in a call, I always love them.
There's not a lot of profound conversation to be had, but there's something really special about our calls. After we make our "goodbyes" and "love you's," I always hang up feeling a twinge of... something difficult to explain. Sadness? That doesn't seem to quite fit, but it's somewhere along those lines.
Maybe it's the geographical distance between us that our chats bring to consciousness, or the months that have passed since seeing one another last. Maybe it's old sentiments being stirred, or the strong sense I get from our talks that he simply wants me to be well; that he loves me and wants to somehow care for me.
Whatever it is, it triggers something in me. Gratefulness, longing, loving, and so much more I can't accurately put into words; all wrapped up into one unique and nameless emotion.
Nameless.
But nice.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Snapshot: 053012 1500 PST
Monday, May 28, 2012
Snapshot: 051812 1600 PST (Sir William)
We were rockstars. There was lot's of singing.
Later, he told me I needed more "rock 'n roll."
He's probably right.
We also partook in a spectator sport.
He plopped down onto my lap and said, "hold me."
So I did. We watched his big brother play X-Box.
He likes my beard. He said its pretty.
And we learned all about gliding Draco lizards.
I'm not gonna lie. It was awesome.
Later, he told me I needed more "rock 'n roll."
He's probably right.
We also partook in a spectator sport.
He plopped down onto my lap and said, "hold me."
So I did. We watched his big brother play X-Box.
He likes my beard. He said its pretty.
And we learned all about gliding Draco lizards.
I'm not gonna lie. It was awesome.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
caring, encouraging, kind
Hanging out with him is like therapy. He probably doesn't realize it, but it's true.
He's just one of those guys...
Attentive. Empathic. Kindhearted.
An encourager by nature. Genuine.
When he asks you how you've been, he means it. He really means it. Or, at least, he has a vibe about him that makes you believe he means it.
I think we can learn a lot about loving people with God's love by watching this guy; fully engaged with whoever he's with in the moment.
He's just one of those guys...
Attentive. Empathic. Kindhearted.
An encourager by nature. Genuine.
When he asks you how you've been, he means it. He really means it. Or, at least, he has a vibe about him that makes you believe he means it.
I think we can learn a lot about loving people with God's love by watching this guy; fully engaged with whoever he's with in the moment.
Caring, encouraging, kind.
Thanks, Matt!
Saturday, May 26, 2012
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