My Dad has been going through the toughest battle of his life as he battles metastatic renal cell carcinoma in his liver.  He has been very strong throughout the battle, but it gets tough.  Yesterday as I was messaging his back everything was quiet and he started to think about shrimping at the coast at sunset in the fall.  It’s was one of Daddy’s favorite places to be.  I remember being with Daddy on the water this past year and him gazing out into the sunset and said, “You can’t look at that and know that there is a God.”

So as we sat there yesterday out of the blue he said, “When the water is slick as glass, the sun is setting, you prop your feet up on the side of the boat, no one is around and everything is quiet…that’s a good place to be.  People who haven’t been there don’t know what their missing.”

I said to him,

“Daddy, when you are hurting you need to go to that place.”

He choked up a bit and said,”It’s too far away.”

I said, “It’s closer than you think.”