
In 2005, I optimistically believed that my dad would recover and didn't expect it be our last Thanksgiving together. However, I still took the opportunity to tell him that he was a great father to me, and I thanked him for everything he had done. While we didn't many have heart to heart discussions, my dad had always been there for me when I needed him. I'm glad that I didn't miss the chance to say, "Thank you for everything" before his passing. I'm glad he heard me say it, even though I think he always knew.
This year, I told my mom that she was a great mom and thanked her for everything. In her typical modesty, she said, " I'm just happy we could be with you through college and until you were out on your own." We reminisced about my childhood - favorite foods, activities and other memories. I was very glad that I said "thanks" to her.
In both cases, I felt that time had gone by so fast. In the past, I never thought about my parents being this old and didn't say thanks often enough. Now with time seeming to pass even faster, I definitely want make sure my mom hears "Thanks" from me many more times.
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1 comment:
Beautiful.
Thanks for contributing this post to the Carnival of Family Life which I am hosting this week!
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