10 Years Already..

Today is the 10 year anniversary of my father’s death.  Wow – those 10 years went by so fast.  I still can’t believe it.  My father and I did not have the best relationship by any means.  It certainly wasn’t the kind that a little girl longs to have with her father but still, I love and miss him.

Life has a way of making you look deep inside yourself so that you realize things about yourself that were staring you right in the face all along.  A good example of this was the time, after he had passed away, that my mom and I were looking at old family pictures.  One of the pictures showed my much younger father in his military uniform (he was a Marine) and it was at that precise moment that I realized that I did in fact love my father, though for many years I swore that I didn’t.  But, I did..I do.

If only we could go back in time and start fresh – a clean slate if you will, maybe things would have been different.  Or maybe not.  Regardless, I wish there was a way to go back to this….

Dad & Me

Love you Dad!

Back to work..

So my vacation, which was not a vacation is over.  This past Monday was my first day back to work and I gotta tell you – it was hard to get out of bed that morning.  It was a little awkward going at first but after a couple of hours I was back in the groove.

After months of being confined to the house (except for dr. visits) walking throughout the day proved to be a challenge.  I have to adjust to getting out and about without being totally out of breath or without being in pain.  By the time Thursday came, I was starting to get that all too familiar feeling in my heel….and it wasn’t good.  Today I am chilling at home with the hopes that by staying off my foot this weekend some of the pain will subside.  I go back to my doctor on Tuesday.  He wants to see how my foot is doing after one week of being at work.

Pray for me folks.