turninglifespaiges

Well y’all, its been a minute since my last post. Sorry for the unintended break. My husband and I got married, I finished my MBA with a concentration in cyber security, and started the journey of starting a family. In the matter of a year, my life has changed for the better. Its so interesting reading back on my previous posts of the path I’ve walked and where my head was. I originally started this post when I lost my Dad, and here I am again facing the same fate with my stepdad, not 6 years later.

My stepdad has been fighting lymphoma cancer since before he rekindled a high school crush with my mom after my dad passed. Unfortunately his battle is coming to an end. I am currently staying with my mom during this time, and helping her through this transition period. He’s a fighter, and still giving it hell. I’m grateful that I get the chance to help take care of him, talk to him and spend time with him. For a 24 year Army veteran and the man who took care of my mom, its the least I could do.

He still jokes with me, and chuckles as we do our daily routine. He caught me off guard yesterday; he told me he’d go say hi to my dad for me. He also said to write anything I wanted to tell my dad down and put it in his pocket. Of course I lost it and immediately started crying. I never told anyone that for the past 6 years, I’ve been writing letters to my dad when I really was missing him. I’ve never told anyone that I was doing it, not even my mom. Its like he secretly knew I’d been writing them, and told me my dad knew without saying it.

Blew me out of the water! I couldn’t fathom that anyone knew about it. He didn’t come right out and say that, but it felt like he knew. Instances like that reinforce for me that there is a higher power, and my dad is always watching out for me.

Never take the people God puts in our lives for granted. Its usually for a reason, and in perfect timing.