FINALLY

My father was not just a father.  He was a Dad.  He put everything aside and paid it off as he went.  I understand his thinking.  In this economy, as a woman pushing 60, I have still had to borrow money from him too many times.  However, as he has reminded me, I am one of only two of his kids who takes the word borrow literally and I have always paid him back every penny with interest.  Since he won't accrue it, I have had many joyous opportunities to translate that interest into interesting gifts along the way.

My son is about to embark upon a career.  He has, at long last, landed a wonderful position as the PR and Marketing Manager for Elitch Gardens. It is a glorious place, an amusement park among the few left in a downtown setting.  He has a lot on his plate but I'm certain that if he gets stressed he can leave his office, go on the Batman ride and go back to work.  Dad waited a long time to get his little boat and I am so happy that I had a chance to fish with him many times even plugging the leaks and laughing as we shared a sandwich and landed a trout.  He named that boat "Finally."  I name this week and this well deserved landing for my son the same.

"FINALLY."

Dad, that little motor took us a long way.  Jimmy is just getting started.