Love You Oh So Well

My dad works harder than anyone I know. He’s a winemaker, and it’s currently harvest, so he sees both sunrise and sunset during his incredibly long work days. I just called to say hi/vent about life’s frustrations. Even though I could hear the exhaustion in his voice (he’s still at the office), he patiently took time to listen and advise me. As I hung up the phone, a wave of helplessness passed over me. I wish I wasn’t five hours away because all that I want to do right now is bring him dinner and thank him for working as hard as he does so that I can do what I love.

A few weeks ago, he called while I was at work simply to tell me that he loves me. I don’t typically save voicemails, but I’m storing that one for as long as the iPhone allows.