My father died shortly after my high school graduation. But I do have James. He is a wonderful father to our three daughters. I am very blessed. :)
Today started a little different. My little sister (Arizona) had a kitchen accident that resulted in second and third-degree burns to both of her hands. She said the skin peeled off. Her 6-year-old son called 911 and an ambulance took her to the hospital.
I immediately started planning a trip to see her. I could drive and be there in 8 hours. And, I planned on taking Jennifer. If necessary, she would stay there to help her (while I'm in New York) and then I would return and pick her up in a couple of weeks.
But as it turned out, things worked out for the better. Her right hand is fine. I was so thankful to God. (Though her left hand is badly burned and she requires a burn-specialist/plastic surgeon. We are still praying for a recovery since she has no movement whatsoever in that hand.)
Since I didn't take off to Arizona, I ended up making a delicious Mexican dinner for James -- fajitas, rice, beans. The rest of the evening we spent outdoors, working in the garden and trimming trees. I know that may not sound like much but I loved today. It was wonderful and the yard looks great.
And, except for my sister's little accident, today was almost a perfect day.
For those of you who may be dads out there - Happy Father's Day!