Today was a great day with Mom & Dad. We did some boxing day shopping, stopped to watch a movie (Les Misérables, which was AMAZING, BTW) and then had a late lunch.
But all day, there was concern for the coming snow storm. There wasn't too much snow expected, but it was to be high winds and cold. Black ice, snow falling and swirling winds. Hmmm. NEVER a good combination. But I had my snows on and I was ready for it.
Even so, my Dad was pretty insistent that I leave early to miss the storm. I had been planning on staying until after dinner. I kept teasing him that he was kicking me out. At one point, he looked at me and said, "please don't say that, I'm just worried about your drive home". At which point I quickly apologized and gave him a big hug and told him I was only teasing him. I reassured him that I knew he was worried and I would take heed.
And so, our late lunch was quick post-show. As we finished up tasty turkey sandwiches, the snowflakes began to fall. Needless to say packing the car went even more quickly than I had anticipated! Dad was happy to have me on the road before the worst hit and my travels home were easy as I managed to stay in front of the storm the entire way home.
Sometimes love comes in strange wrappings. This time, it was my safety first over spending more time with me. So much the bigger picture of things. After all, time is irrelevant if we're not here.
Moments with weather messing up plans.
Moments feeling loved.