Once every two weeks we go over to Travis' house so Matt can give Cedar and Mom a guitar lesson.
Tonight was just fun.
We had pizza and just enjoyed each other's company.
I walked dad home once he got tired.
The night was crisp but not terribly cold.
We walked slowly back to his house in the fading light.
I told him to take it slow because I didn't want to be forced to play a game with everyone else.
If you didn't know, I really don't like games.
Anyway, I love my dad.
He's getting old.
He was out of breath by the time that we got to the house, which is not that far away, and I remembered how out of breath I got when I was trying to recover from heart surgery.
I think part of him wishes he would've been done with his earthly journey, but I am grateful he is with us for a little longer.
After I got back, I ended up playing a little bit of the dice game.
There was a moment when I looked around and just took in what was happening.
The boys (Travis, Dustin and Clinton) were all harassing each other.
Matt was laughing and smiling.
It was a moment of heaven really.
A moment that mattered to me.
I'm grateful to be here right now.
Life has it's unexpecteds for sure but I so much enjoy the little moments.
This week I heard the phrase, "Things don't matter, people matter" and I am glad to know that is true.