I realized that it's not often that I post anything about my dad.
Except that he made it to my wedding.
He emailed me a link to a video his friend uploaded on YouTube.
See...my dad is a musician.
Has been for forever.
My FAVORITE memories when I was little was watching my parents' band play.
When I visit my dad, I make him play his guitar and sing for me.
And he will. But when he tries to stop, I make him "sing one more".
This goes on for hours ;)
As I was watching this video, I started thinking I really need to try to get up there and visit. It's been way too long. The last time I saw my dad was....my wedding? So almost 5 years ago.
That makes me sad. He's never met my kids.
I try not to think about it much...or else I'd probably cry.
Background for anyone interested:
My parents got divorced when I was 8. We were living in Chewelah, Washington at the time. When they divorced, my mom took my brother, and I to live in Southern California with my grandparents. My mom remarried when I was 9. My step-dad, John, was in the Air Force and was about to be stationed in Englad. So we moved there for 3 years. Had a little contact through letters with my dad, and I think TWO phone calls during that time.
When we moved back to the states, we were in California for a little bit, then my mom moved us to St. George, Utah. We visited my dad when I was 13. So, 4 years of not seeing him then. That was the last time I'd had that long of a gap of seeing him. I tried to make sure I visited him here and there. But after our wedding, we just haven't made it work.
It just sucks when I happen to think "what if something happens?....and I don't GET to see him again...." I don't like that....