52 Weeks of Happiness :: Week 3

The other day, I went fishing at this pond with my dad.
It was a beautiful sunny day and the water
looked so welcoming and calm.

My dad was a great host as this was
my first time to fish this spot with him.
He worked hard to make sure
that I was comfortable and happy.

He even set up a yummy picnic for us.

We hopped in the boat
and he taught me how to Fly Fish.
He was so patient with me
as I clumsily attempted to cast.

There is something so tender
about being taught a new skill
by a parent when you are an adult.

Mutual respect,
kindness,
and love lingers.

In fact, I love my Dad so much
that I let him dress me in a bright orange fishing shirt.
He perched his favorite hat on top of my head
and I didn't even complain.

I actually lipped a fish.
If you know me at all,
you know that I never do these three things.

Yet, when I was in the pond, in my dad's sacred place,
it all felt so natural and right.

I love going to that place with him.

Later, we drove home on a wide country road.
The windows were rolled down
and we listened to Johnny Cash on the radio
as the wind tossed the music around us.

I felt so happy and free.
It's the kind of memory that takes root
and lives within you forever.

I feel so blessed to spend time with my Pops.

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