Simple Things

Sometimes it's the simple things that make life so enjoyable, like taking the time to sit down for lunch with my father. Having moved out it's hard to keep in touch with my family, especially when we're all caught up in our own busy schedules. My dad took the time out of his busy day to drive all the way downtown to meet with me. It was nice to reconnect - to catch up after such a long absence. My mother tends to worry to much, and when we meet she pries for details about everything. My dad understands that I'm my own person; when we talk, we talk as equals. I've grown up. There's a lot I miss about home, but that chapter of my life is in the past now. It's the chapter I'm writing now that matters the most.