I miss my dad. Way more than I thought I would. I know that sounds bad, but I was anticipating the time of his absence to just fly by. For those of you who have not heard, my lovely father has moved down to Florida for the summer to start a new job and to scope out a new home for my family to move into in September. Two whole months he will be away from us and, let me tell you, the time is truly dragging along. It’s weird because when I was in college, I wasn’t really homesick. I knew there was nothing I could do about seeing my family so I just dealt with the fact and lived my everyday life without them. Now, living with my mom and brother and not having my dad around, seems to be much harder. I once again became accustomed to him kissing my forehead and telling me he loved me before he went to work in the mornings. To him visiting me at my workplace, bringing me coffee, and trying to embarrass me by calling me Shmoopsy (long for smooch). I was used to him talking for hours after church with random people and continuing to tell me that we would leave in “a minute”. And, I was finally getting used to riding my motorcycle with him during our free time together.
For those of you who know my dad, you know that he is an extremely outgoing man who can get along with literally all humans. He is the greatest gentleman of all time and he puts everyone else’s needs before his own. My father is one of the smartest men I have ever met, not necessarily in school terms (love you dad) but in every other part of life. Dave Graybill is the definition of a romantic and he makes every other person in the world want to be in a relationship like my Mom and his. He has taught me and my brother what it looks like to be loved and how to love. Most importantly, my dad is a man of God and will do everything in his power to share God’s Word with the world. He made sure my brother and I were raised in a Christian home and strongly encouraged us to find our own relationships with the Lord.
Personally, I think all of this would be easier on me if it weren’t for the fact that I am leaving for 11 months constantly tickling my subconscious. I know my dad is following God’s call in his and my mom’s lives, but man, the timing stinks.
Thank you, dad, for being such an influence in my life and helping me become the young, God-fearing woman I am today. I appreciate everything you have done for me and I miss you more than words can describe. August cannot come soon enough.
Love you G-money,
Your favorite Child
Brooklynn
