I was taken back tonight by a simple comment by my dad…you’d have to read my blog post from a couple of days ago to get the entire context. Let me suffice to say here and now that this sort of comment from him will be stored in my memory and "pondered" in my heart for quite some time. I was sitting in my dad’s living room getting mentally prepared to leave tomorrow to return to Eagle, Idaho when I asked a simple question to my Papa Smurf…I said, "you must be ready for me to leave" to which he responded "no, I’m not". There have been few times in my life where my breath has been taken away in my relationship with my dad…he has told me that he loved me only a couple of times that I can remember. I fully expected a different answer…no, I didn’t expect him to say, "don’t let the door hit you in the a** on the way out"…it is not that type of comment that I expected. But to hear him say that he wasn’t ready for me to leave made a huge impact on me. I don’t know why specifically but I do know that it has told me something that has been hard for me to really admit and seriously take into my soul over the last few years: that is, my dad actually needs me! All I can say is, "go figure". Enough for now…it’s late and I have to spend some time "recovering" from that statement.