Welcome Home, Dad!
Yesterday evening, we welcomed the return of my dad from a four-month-long stint in the United Kingdom (U.K.) It’s wonderful to have Dad back home, and doubly nice to have him back in time to celebrate Father’s Day! (Perhaps that makes up a bit for his having to spend most of Valentine’s Day ‘04 on airliners to began this adventure?)
It’s an awesome and opportunity-filled world we live in, but there’s one thing that will never change — Home is always the best place to be! And home isn’t quite the same when someone who’s supposed to be there, isn’t, for whatever reason — travel, military service, illness, etc. So, again, WELCOME HOME, DAD — Happy Father’s Day!
Also, Mom deserves kudos for keeping up her spirits, the household chores, AND a full-time job while Dad was away for four months. That’s challenging for anyone who’s grown accustomed to sharing life and the household chore workload with a partner, but it’s even more challenging when, like my mom, you’ve been living and working with advanced Rheumatoid Arthritis (RA) since your early-to-mid thirties. I love you, Mom!
