Whew!! I am in Virgnia and what a changel. A real cultural shock. Not to mention the weather. San Diego is so open and dry and sunny. Some would say that it's great, but when it is the same, day after day, even paradise is boring.
My family are doers, goers..If you are not moving you are not growing and that's not a good thing. They relax at 10 pm.
My son in law is an amazing man. I am looking at him with different eyes. I have realized that this is not a competition. He is the most patient, loving , teaching father to my granddaughters.
I am sleeping in the wonderfully cool basement and I woke to tinkering noises and went to see what was going on. He was getting his bike ready to go to work. All dressed in his biking clothes, looking fine I might add, and I saw him ride away with a huge pack on his back with only 13 miles to get to work. He didn't want to wake my daughter so that she could drive him to the metro.
My 16 year old granddaughter is a sweet heart but has no patience with her dad who would give her the world and does. All he requires is love and respect and a hug once in awhile. The more he wants to hug her the more she holds back. It is hard to watch, but they will find a meeting point I am sure.
The 13 year old granddaughter is all over him and gooey about her "daddy" . That's sweet.
People are different. I can't remember hugging my father, but then I can't remember a lot of things.
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