Just Write {106}

October 14, 2013

MPLS

I have no idea what the date is, and I’ve had too much caffeine. So I’m dropping things and I’m craving protein. I’m on a plane and to get  here I took a cab. The driver went too fast and talked on his phone and we were zooming past the goldens and greens and rubies and oranges of the Minnesota autumn.

Hold on. Slow down.

The security line can wait.

My Dad turned 65 during my visit home. I remember clearly when he turned 50. My nephew Zach was a toddler and on that birthday, he sat with Dad in the front of my parent’s split level home, in the sun. Dad had on a blue Harley Davidson shirt and he was working on the bottom of something, I can’t remember, with one tool or another in his hand. Zach sat next to him repeating, “I help you fick it, Papa.”

I have a picture of this, or maybe I wouldn’t have such a clear memory of it.

On this birthday, the 65th, my family has come to meet me since I’m visiting for speaking about writing and powering down. I saw them drive in and they parked far away and I waited by the door of the hotel. My now teenage nephew and my retirement-age dad saw me and came running, racing each other across the parking lot, elbowing each other and laughing. This was something I hope I won’t forget, the way they were trying to win the first hug from their Texan me.

We hugged all at once. It was a tie. I win.

I wanted to stay longer and take in the fall colors but that cab had me rushing like I was caught in the water, headed downstream with the current.

My dad, he’s still fixing things, building homes and running. He is fixing things with tools and he’s still fixing things like my heavy homesick heart, racing, a boy beside him and laughter.

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{ 7 comments }

Stacey October 15, 2013 at 9:44 am

What a beautiful moment. I love the laughter even in the midst of the rush.
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Gretchen October 15, 2013 at 10:39 am

AH, so beautiful! You’re so lucky to still have your dad to rush to!

Kate Hopper October 15, 2013 at 11:39 am

Just lovely, Heather. I love that image of your dad and nephew racing towards you, laughing, jostling. Here’s to great dads!
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Sarah @ Toddler Summer October 15, 2013 at 9:21 pm

What an image to remember. I’m glad you got to see family, for even just a short time.

Ashley October 16, 2013 at 3:03 pm

Love this! I can just picture your dad rushing towards you!!! Crazy how fast time goes and how certain moments just stick with us!

Chrissy October 17, 2013 at 3:02 pm

Beautiful. XO
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Rachel October 30, 2013 at 1:52 pm

I’m a homesick Minnesotan who moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma last year. I loved this :)

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