Missing someone so much it aches is un-settling. Once I figured out what that ache was about I started to settle into it, but it’s still there. Usually a visit makes it all better, or the promise of re-uniting. But when it can’t be quelled, you just pray it eventually subsides.
Today I’m on my way to snuff out that ache I feel from missing my daughter so much. From West coast to the East coast. Soooo far away. But that’s the life of a parent I guess. I understand more than ever now why parents let their children stay at home as long as they need to, or even return later in life.
I remember my Pa joking around (I’m sure he was joking!) my senior year in high school by reminding me I had a month once I graduated to move out. But he was happy I didn’t, so he told me. We were thicker than thieves our whole lives, a blessing we both loved.
No life advice here needed, good people make good parents and a bond and love NEVER dies.
I had a very nice reunion of sorts with my Pa, God rest his soul. I was visiting my cousin near Seattle. He was touring me around some back roads that had a very familiar “Montana” vibe to them. He pointed out a town called Enumclaw. As soon as he said it my mind started buzzing. It was so familiar, but why. I thought of my father? The next day I took a drive back through the area alone because I really wanted to feel that again. As I arrived I started smelling Montana. It’s a smell you only know if you’ve been there or live there. The smell of nature no matter where you’re at. And then I heard a voice in my head remind me of why it was familiar. As a child in Vancouver we lived near there for a few years. My Pa hated Washington, but loved the Enumclaw area because it reminded him of Montana. He told me this when I was older so it stuck good. So now I have a place in Washington to visit if I want to feel my Pa. Thanks Pa.
Wishing you fair winds and following seas.
Jeff
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