The tears hit me out of nowhere. I was not expecting or wanting to cry today, but they slowly started when David said, "I have the parts ordered, I think I can fix it myself. Or get someone to help me." He was referencing the recent falling apart of the inner fender well of my car. I couldn't hold back my liquid sadness.
"My Daddy could always fix my car when it needed body work done," I managed to croak. I haven't cried for my Daddy for quite awhile now. But today was the unexpected day. That's how it always happens. Out of nowhere. Unexpected.
"I know. I'm sorry." David consoled.
"Ahh..it's okay. I was not expecting to cry about this. Goodness. I miss him all the time, but when I need him, I really miss him." I wiped my tears away and straightened myself knowing it always broke Daddy's heart when I cried. A few more pieces of my momentary sadness escaped through the blue eyes he gave me, and it was over. Just like that. It was over.
And that's how grief sometimes happens. Fast, swift, and then over. But my memories of him will always live on in my heart. ❤ Until next time....
