...for now anyway. I bit the bullet and called my Dad today to let him know I was thinking of him on his birthday. I figured what the hell, what do I have to lose. Low and behold, wicked stepmother actually picked up the phone and let Papa Bear talk! It was amazing! I was so excited, I felt like I was talking to the Pope. We picked up right where we left off and shot the sh*t for atleast 15 minutes. I wish he truly knew what our simple conversation meant to me, and how I hope for more calls like that in the future. I am still grinning from ear to ear. It sure doesn't take much to make me happy. Maybe next time the wicked witch won't be breathing down his neck and we can actually talk about the good stuff...like why on earth is he sticking around for her? Anyway...I'm happy.
Thanks Dad. You made my Thanksgiving just that much more special.
5 comments:
Hi Lyns...you just made all our Thanksivings that much more special. Have a wonderful holiday! Peter
Now THERE'S something to be thankful for.
:-)
Have a wonderful day.
And gobble backatcha.
I am so proud of you!!!!
Hi Lynsey..I hope your holiday was so great! I just noticed something...it's not important, but the link to my blog (thank you!) says Peter's Red Sox Fever instead of Peter's Red Sox Forever. If you ever have a minute, could you change it? Only if you're not too busy. You have your hands full of family, which is such a great thing!
Have a great weekend. All day, it has seemed like Sunday morning to me, instead of Saturday morn. Thanks..Peter
gobbling down leftovers, and...I'm very happy for ya. Hope things with your dad just get better from here :)
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