Thoughts...

I got to talk to my dad on Father's day...

It was wonderful to hear his voice.

He sounded upbeat and happy.

We chatted a while... mostly about inconsequential things.

Then we talked about his most recent battles with his health and I found myself tearing up.

I couldn't help but wonder if this was his last Father's Day.

I tried to remain quiet and keep the quaver out of my voice, but I couldn't seem to talk past the golf ball in my throat.

He kept the conversation light and positive, but I still couldn't keep the tears at bay.

Eventually I pulled myself together and wished him the best Father's day ever... and wished I could spend time with him.

I try to think of the happy times, and happiness I've learned from him.

And that is what brings me peace.

"My creed is that; Happiness is the only good. The place to be happy is here. The time to be happy is now. The way to be happy is to make others so." Robert Ingersoll