My dad, affectionately known as "pappa" or "papi" flew in yesterday. He spent last night with Kate, at her and Forder's house.
They stopped by Jill's to pick Beau up and hang out.
At the same time, Shanna's dad called out of the blue, saying he was coming down.
It was the first time our dads have met. I think they hit it off. Al is a builder, and my dad was a builder at one point in his life.
Somewhere during the course of the evening my dad and I got into a deep conversation about the current state of affairs, and the direction of our country.
I learned my dad and I hold many of the same beliefs, and are both very passionate to see and be the catalyst for change in our country.
We spoke about grassroots activism. we spoke about self sustainability. We spoke about the way to peace, and about those who understood the way to peace.
He mentioned his injury and surgery have forced him to slow down, and since doing so he has been learning and researching and reading.
I believe my dads fall from my brothers truck may have been thee catalyst for his own peronal awakening. He even mentioned the correlation.
Each and every day I am amazed at what happens in my life.
Today I got to know my dad at a more personal level than I ever have before. I get to spend the next few days with him and I am excited.
I am so greatful to be present, and in spirit so I can enjoy the time with the guy who selflessly took a spoiled four year old under his wing when he was 18, and turned him into what I am today.
I look forward to what the next few years will look like with my dad and I. We share alot of the same ideas and passions. I'm certain it will be an adventure, as well as a learning/growing opportunity.
Peace.
blayne
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