He stopped by our house today to drop off some herbs from an herb sale he and Linda attended.
|oregano, thyme, bay leaf and rosemary|
I wasn't expecting him.
He drove a new car (new to him a few months now).
I snapped a picture of him by it.
|eighty and one day|
I thanked him for the herbs.
(I wanted to touch his face and his hair. I wanted to hug him.)
The kids came out and said hello.
We'll see him next weekend for a birthday luncheon.
"I'm so glad I got to see my dad today," I said to Shane.
"Why?" he asked, as if this day was any different than the other times I've seen him.
"Because he's eighty," I said.
(Because of the lost years.)
(Because of the silence.)
(Because I love him dearly.)
(Because he's my dad.)
Because he's eighty.