Something So Simple...

Well, my dad is currently in Florida for the week. And I miss him alot. He usually annoys me ALOT but not having him around...is just WEIRD! I mean, he's kinda insane and some ways and he makes me mad sometimes.(Like when we are riding our bikes home from the karate school, and he races me up the hill. Then feels proud of himself cuz he just beat a small 13 year old who was just working out and is tired.) Lol. I was thinkin about how me and dad fight alot. We fight over really stupid stuff. Stuff that isn't even relevant. And then we both have to have the last word...so we just go on for hours. But anyways, I was thinkin about one of the fights that we had awhile ago.

Dad was going to go up to camp to help Pepere (my grandfather) board up the camp. I decided that I was going to go up there with him, because I have some friends that live in the area. I wanted to say goodbye to them, cuz I won't be able to see them till next summer.

So, I had to wake up early. That made me grouchy. (Who wouldn't be??) I kinda took it out on Dad and on the drive up, we had a fight. And me being me, I took it too seriously, got mad, and put my head phones on. Later on, Dad told me that we had to make a stop at Walmart and I just said "Whatever" and put my cd back on.

I waited in the car while he went in Walmart. He was in there for about a good 15 minutes. When he finally came back to the car, I was going to make a nasty comment about how long he took....when he offered me a Pepsi that he has gotten from the vending machines outside the store. I was shocked at how he had been so nice and genereous to think to get me a Pepsi. I said thank you. And that was it.

The big thing here, is that, that can of Pepsi meant so much to me. That no matter how much of a "borscht" (Dad, Marci and I's word. It means bratty,mean, etc.) I am..Dad is still Dad. And even though me and him get wicked mad at eachother, and I say some stuff I shouldn't...I love him. And he loves me. Thats all that matters. Right?

So, even though we had been fighting and I had been a jerk to him...he still got me a Pepsi. And that meant more to me than any card or gift ever could!