It's been an emotional week. So many emotions bopping around in my head all at the same time like ping pong balls. My father spent 3 days in the hospital. My father is my hero. If anything happened to him I would be devastated.
Not only was I worried something could be terribly wrong with my dad but I saw my sister and mother for the first time in over 2 years. Not knowing what they think of me was hard but I was so happy to see them even under such difficult circumstances. I don't know why talking things out among adults and family members can feel so hard sometimes.
They say everything happens for a reason. Could it be my dad got sick in order to bring me back together with my sister and mother? I feel like a new connection has been made. I feel like maybe there is hope.
If there are people in your life, friends and family, that you love and care for, don't take them for granted. Tell them you love them before it's too late. Make sure they know you think about them everyday and how much they mean to you. If you are estranged, forget the past and reach out just one more time. Maybe once more is all it will take to restore a long lost relationship. Don't give up, someone needs to be the one that takes the initiative.
What have you got to lose?