蜜芽传媒

A spiritual comment and prayer to start the day with Guvna B

Morning

My mum told me she loved me most days of my life. My dad, though, wasn鈥檛 one for words. Let鈥檚 just say those three in a row felt like too much for him.

Since he passed away in 2017 after a short battle with cancer, I鈥檝e often wondered if his silence had a negative affect on our relationship. I haven鈥檛 made my mind up. But something he always did was drive me places. He drove me to gigs and picked me up from the airport before I could afford airport parking. We didn鈥檛 say much in the car, but I felt secure knowing he had my back, even if he never said 鈥淚 love you.鈥�

Something wild happened on the day he died. As he was slowly drifting to sleep, he whispered, son, I love you. If I鈥檇 been sitting down, I鈥檇 have fallen off my chair. I accepted him as he was, but hearing those words meant the world because it removed all doubt.

I鈥檓 a bit like my dad. I don鈥檛 say much, maybe five words a day. But since my son was born six years ago, I make sure I tell him how I feel. Ezra probably thinks I say it too much, but he鈥檒l appreciate it one day.

Even though it鈥檚 not easy for me to be emotionally vulnerable, I know how much it can mean.

My prayer is that God can continue to help me open up. My dad saying 鈥淚 love you鈥� that one time wasn鈥檛 only a gift to me. It was also a gift to the grandson that he never met.

Amen

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