Post Holiday Post

While 2006 wasn't a total disaster, it wasn't my favorite year either. And while the turning of December 31 to January 1 is really only another new day, just as on a birthday you're merely one day older than the day before ... Somehow the changing of the calendar year lends new hope in its magical way.

I was anxious for the new year to begin.

And just as New Year's Day is just another day when you get down to it, so continue all the stresses and concerns of life that were there during that last year of only a few hours ago.

My Dad and I haven't always been on good terms. There have been points in time where we have gotten along well enough, but more often than not we've been at various points between walking on eggshells and not speaking to each other at all. I can't say as to why it's always been this way. Many people have told me it's because we're so much alike, but that doesn't quite make sense to me. But he had little tolerance nor patience with the racket of youth, and I never felt that I was good enough to please him. And for whatever the reasons, we never quite attained that sweet bond shared by most fathers and daughters.

A strange thing happens when you grow up, though - and especially when you have kids of your own. You develop an understanding for your parents that is simply impossible to attain in youth. You also learn to look past a lot of things, and truly believe your parents did the best they could in raising you. And you find that you need them in brand new ways.

My Dad has been diagnosed with cancer. It is malignant, and they won't really know how advanced things are until further scans and surgery can be performed. All this is coming up in the next few weeks, so I will be preoccupied.

It's funny how some things can make you forget what it was that built walls between you in the first place.

I may or may not blog further on this. But I just wanted to ask for prayers. Thanks in advance.