So last week on one of my day offs, my dad asked me if I could drive him to the Provo River where we use to live. As daddies little girl, I took him. The drives that we have are NEVER the same conversation, we always talk about MANY subjects, but this one was interesting. It takes about a good 10 minutes from our house to the river so we began our talk. (oh and keep in mind Raiders' in the car with us). "So when does Silongo report to the MTC again", now for me this question will never end until he actually leaves to the MTC but for my dad I told him again for the 15TH time. "He leaves the 13th of July dad." "Oh wow thats soon. Are you going to miss him?" "I'm telling myself that I'm not but I'll probably be a cry baby some days." My dad turns to me and tells me "Don't worry. When he leaves I'll take care of you and make sure you stay busy, but not to busy that you can't write him." Yes my dad is like that. In fact on those days where I'm stressed and irritated he'll turn to me and talk to me about Silongo like he's my cure. To be honest he kinda is. Any who at that point I started tearing up as he grabbed my hand. "ohh papa my balls hurt" yes thats the little kid in the back seat...RAIDER.
My dad starts laughing and tells him "okay were almost there hold on". As soon as we stop we both look at each other then look in the back and Raider is knocked out! "I can stay and you can go look out side" "No dad it's okay I'll stay you go". As he slowly got out I kept my eyes close on him to make sure nothing happens to him. See hes 73 turning 74 this year....yeah I know OLD but he's doing pretty good! As he walks around he looks at everything that he see's, then he picks up a rock and skips it on the water, smiles and walks away. I look at him and hope that he has more then a few years with me because right now he's my biggest fear if I lost him. On the bright side Silongo leaves in 2 weeks to the MTC but doesn't leave Utah until September or so. Time is slowly running out, but its also going faster!
So last week on one of my day offs, my dad asked me if I could drive him to the Provo River where we use to live. As daddies little girl, I took him. The drives that we have are NEVER the same conversation, we always talk about MANY subjects, but this one was interesting. It takes about a good 10 minutes from our house to the river so we began our talk. (oh and keep in mind Raiders' in the car with us). "So when does Silongo report to the MTC again", now for me this question will never end until he actually leaves to the MTC but for my dad I told him again for the 15TH time. "He leaves the 13th of July dad." "Oh wow thats soon. Are you going to miss him?" "I'm telling myself that I'm not but I'll probably be a cry baby some days." My dad turns to me and tells me "Don't worry. When he leaves I'll take care of you and make sure you stay busy, but not to busy that you can't write him." Yes my dad is like that. In fact on those days where I'm stressed and irritated he'll turn to me and talk to me about Silongo like he's my cure. To be honest he kinda is. Any who at that point I started tearing up as he grabbed my hand. "ohh papa my balls hurt" yes thats the little kid in the back seat...RAIDER.
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