I was in the shower this morning thinking… not about work, not about tasks… just about going home.
I’m boarding a plane to California in a couple of hours.
I’m going to see my dad.
I haven’t seen him in two years.
I’m not allowed in his house. He’s a hoarder. It’s complicated.
I’ll be staying nearby at his girlfriend’s house. They’ve been together for 40 years.
My dad and I are going to the foothills for a couple of nights to just be outside together.
And I can feel it… all kinds of emotions coming up.
Today isn’t a normal Sunday.
It’s about regulation.
It’s about breathing.
It’s about reminding myself that being with him is enough.
Not fixing anything.
Not making it perfect.
Just being there.
I’ll keep you updated along the way 🤍