Updated: Oct 22, 2020
Daddy loved to travel.
He used to travel a great deal when he worked for GM, but I think it was a nice release for him. He always looked so happy whenever I'd see pics from his trips, and I couldn't help but feel a bit envious.
Growing up, Daddy wanted to share this passion of his with his children. We traveled a lot in my childhood years, so much so I remember thinking in elementary school that it was weird if one of my classmates didn't have a passport - and many hadn't; some had never even been on a plane before.
This realization was striking. And this helps me appreciate what I had, and also to appreciate how fortunate I am to appreciate the beauty of the world around me.
The last year of Daddy's life, he wasn't able to travel at all. He was confined to the hospital or some sort of rehabilitation facility, and I can only imagine how awful he must have felt.
I only can hope wherever Daddy is now, he's getting to explore the world he loved, once again.