I am my Father's Daughter

When I was a kid, I never understood how my dad said how he loved having people over, or going to see people, but it was always good to be home and back to normal...While I never left home, in fact still haven't been anywhere since the 18th, add in the flu, and the holidays...and while I would never call my life normal, my lil sister and family just left...have to say dad was right, I like my routine of things and when there off I get well off...so now its time to get back into the mundane life of mine(never boring I must say) so will back at it soon.Btw...while I was I was sick on the 26th and out of it, it would have been Dad's 62nd B-day...so Dad while I thought of you, boy were you missed by us all...Love ya....Once after a Christmas, I found my dad sitting in a room with the lights off (conserving energy of course) and asked him what he was doing...(this was the Christmas before he died) he said enjoying the quiet, he said he could actually could hear himself think...so off to hear myself think (before I restart my unfinished to do list) Catch you later!