I know I just wrote you all.. but we're starting a week long screen fast (meaning anything with a screen on it is not allowed). So I'm kicking out my next blog, and will catch you all up when I can in Moldova!
I have been away from home for 30 some days now, and consistently, the person that I miss the most is my dad. I miss his funny dry humor. I miss being able to stop and get an ice cream cone from dairy queen almost every errand trip we are on. I miss his lengthy explanations to the simple questions I ask. And more seriously, I miss his reassuring presence, the safe place and calm that he brings with him wherever he goes. I miss the ripple effect of his selfless servant heart. I miss the never ending knowledge that he oozes about almost any topic you can think of. I miss just hanging out with him and being able to talk to him and hear what he has to say.
My dad is one of the most solid people I know. He is a man of God like no other man of God I have met before. The servant’s heart that my dad embraces and shares is something that goes unnoticed more than it should, because he is always saying yes to help others. Being so close to him while growing up, I took this for granted, and wasn’t able to see how valuable my dad is until much more recently, respecting all of his qualities. My dad is who would teach me how to change my oil in the morning, help me write a paper that afternoon, and be able to counsel me through a broken heart that evening.
You know when everyone says that you don’t miss something until it’s gone? Well, that has definitely been the case with my pops. Being here in this new and foreign country/community/situation/mindset has stripped me of all that I am comfortable around, and made me miss my dad most. He has been my comforter, my protector, my guide, my rock… everything a dad should be and more.
Thank you dad for being the man that you are. For loving mom 112%, all of the time. For showing us daughters how a man should treat a woman, and for setting that bar so high we will never find a husband. For being you.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart and never change.
(especially not in these next 10 months!)
