first flash of eden

At this very moment, my father is in a plane, en route to the city of Male in the Maldives. Tomorrow will be the first Father's Day I spend without my father. 27 years old and I'm still a Daddy's girl. But I'm trying something new, as suggested by my Dad, and that is trying to make the most out of any situation and find the joy in simple things.

So I've come home early on a saturday night, cranked up the AC in my room, snuggled under my favorite feather down comforter covered in my new sheets, popped in a comedy in the DVD player and turned off all lights, save for my side table lamp. I'm all comfy cozy in my bed with my Mac on my lap and a small tub of fresh cherrys. I'm so relaxed and content, I may even go to bed early.

This isn't so bad. Actually, it's pretty cool. I'm so relaxed, even content, that I may actually go to sleep early. I guess Father really does know best.

So to all the fathers, Happy Father's day.

To my Dad, thanks. All this comfort and relaxation I'm enjoying right now is all because of you. Not just because you work hard enough to give me a comfortable life, but because you taught me that it's moments like this that make life worthit: A quiet night alone when you know that the world outside is going on without you, and it's alright.