I'm Gonna Keep Him

Spencer and I have been dealing with some stressful things in our family for the past week.  On Saturday or Sunday I called my daddy's cell phone, intending to just have my regular weekly conversation which usually starts with something like this:

Me:  Hi, Daddy.
Dad:  Hi, Luv.  How are you?
Me:  Good.  How are you?
Dad:  Good.  Let me get your mother.

This time Dad was out and about, so I was just visiting with him.  I asked for some advice on something we were/are working on.  He was wonderful, encouraging, serious, and everything else good.

My dad has called me every day since then to check on us.  Today I was able to give a good report, and my dad got emotional.  He was, I suppose grateful.

Yeah. Me, too.