My dad came for a quick visit the other day. It was nice to have him. He was able to catch Hannah's swim meet, play golf with Carl, and take a little hike with me. Of course he got me off the beaten path, and of course his chosen path down included slightly more danger than I'm used to. It left me with a very sore wrist (yes I fell), nightmares about rattlesnakes, and some of his wisdom.
"I love being outside- to smell the smells, to listen to the sounds, to see things. I think it's as close as you can get to seeing God; except for maybe holding your child in your arms. That's my opinion anyways. There is just so much order." - Jim Hickman (my dad)
Thanks for coming dad. I love you.