I love my father. He is such a strength to me.
He called me yesterday and we chatted for a bit before he had to go pack for camping. It was good though :)
Ironic how you don't realize how much stress you're under until someone bothers listening and asking how you're doing and really meaning it.
Last night we did finally get to go bowling, it was good. I think the highest score was 60. Amazing huh? Haha, I love my boys so much. Like I told Cassandra- Nothing like an overdose of underdeveloped testosterone. They make me laugh though. And are really sweet and boyish, for lack of a better word, when not around other grown ups. Funny how people put on an act for those older than they.
Then came home and watched El Cid with my grandma. It's a good movie, true story, etc etc. Long, but good. They have some interesting camera angles and lighting in the film. The thing that amazed me so much about them was how determined they were to do right, this man and his wife. They sacrificed a lot, but in return, gained what truly mattered. The knowledge and comfort that comes from living your life according to principles of truth and right. Even though it meant facing death and suffering possibly everyday of their lives.
Made me want to be that kind of person, having that strength. To support my husband in what we knew was right.
Just extremely inspiring and, if perchance you have an extra three hours with nothing to do, go watch it.

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