Sunday Afternoon

Today has been an interesting day. I am currently babysitting (well they are in bed now) while I am waiting to go back to Mason. I hope I can find my way back to campus....at night oh boy. I woke up at a responable hour and clean my dorm room minus vacuuming which does need to happen soon. Today as I was packing I was hit with the feeling of missing my dad, alot. Which is the first time that has happened since I came to school. I really miss having our jam sessions. My dad would pull out his old guitar and his old light blue binder with classic songs rock, country and some pop. We would sing together while he played. This was how I learned how to sing, with my dad, and I really miss it. I called him and he was studying and I just said " I miss you dad." He said he missed me too alot. I told him that he needed to pick up his guitar again, because it has been way too long since he played last. He agreed so I told him when I came home over Thanksgiving break we would have a jam session again like when I was younger. I love looking back, remembering crawling up to him and looking up at him strumming away on his guitar and singing songs like Hotel California, American Pie, and Thunder Rolls. I am a daddy's girl and proud of it. I would do anything for my father, and I have fought for him, defended him, and helped him as any loving daughter would. I will always be there for him, and even though I know he has made mistakes and isn't perfect I have such pride in him for what he has done with his life and how he has made it to where he is. My dad at one point had nothing. He had to live out of his car, and now he is graduating from college, working for the state of Va, and has a reunited bigger, and more loving family then he has ever had. He will always be my hero, and my mentor. I love my dad and always will end of story <3 <3