Father's Day 2010

This summer really had made me realize how blessed I was with God's timing of my not being able to find a job when I first got married 8 years ago. I believe with all my heart that God had a plan: I subbed for a year and within that year, I became pregnant with Forrester. The next year, I was blessed with being able to stay home with him since I had him in September and couldn't go out there searching for a job that school year since I would need to be gone the first few months of the school year. It hasn't been easy being a one full time income family, with my part time varied income I bring in, these past 8 years, but we've survived. We've even learned some things along the way about how debt is stupid, and are getting close to paying off all our debt except for our house. Money isn't everything though. We aren't rich, we don't live in a fancy neighborhood, but we live in a place that is incredible to raise a child, and I've been able to stay home with our child for almost 7 years, only working when he's in school this past year. I wouldn't trade those years for all the money in the world.

Today on Father's Day, I realize how even more important that time is and that I treasure every single one of these moments I have to spend with Forrester. My Daddy left this world 15 years ago to go be in heaven unexpectedly after a minor surgery. Time and my faith in God has healed the worst pain, but still there are days like this that I just feel like asking "why, why, why did he have to miss me getting married? Why did he have to miss my precious son being born, and why does he never get to run and play with Forrester?" My Daddy would have been 62 this October, and I know that if he were on this earth still, he'd be running, and climbing with Forrester. He'd be going down the slide with Forrester. He'd be throwing Forrester up in the air in the pool like he did to me and my sisters when we were growing up. My Daddy would be playing basketball and baseball with Forrester. He would have taken Forrester to climb a mountain like Forrester wanted to do when we were in Montreat.

All those thoughts make me remember I do have this time with Forrester, and I need to treasure every moment because we never know what will happen. You know, I might not be able to afford to take him to Disney World right now, but did all those memories I posted above cost any money? Nope, and I can do all those with Forrester, well, except for the throw him up in the air. :)

This week, when he's at y day camp all week, I'm going to work hard in getting our house in order, so that when he's back home all day again next week, we can spend time doing the special stuff.