This is my dad and I on my wedding day, talking and laughing and dancing up a storm. If I had to guess, I'd say he was probably telling a dirty joke or making references to his studly wild young days. I have lots of pictures like this: me in graduation caps, toasting at fancy dinners. He lives eight hours away, but Dad's always been there for the big moments.
Life is about the Little and the Big Moments
However, life is more than big moments. I want my dad to have the chance to enjoy the small things. With little remaining family, we're all he has and I do my best to make sure that he can enjoy all the moments that add up to this wonderful life. I call him when Nate and I are lounging in front of the TV.
I snap pictures in the lazy hours of the morning.
And when the toddler does one of those “you have to be here” moments, I open my computer and reach out to my dad over Skype so he can enjoy it in real time. I slowly dragged him into the world of modern-day communications, step by step. The mind-blown look on his face the first time he saw me through that screen…it was priceless.
It may not be feasible for me to travel with the kids to take in the sunset with my dad, but he can still witness the early afternoon quiet of our living room. I can see the bustle of his coffee house. I can show him the covers of bookstore finds and laugh at his big fat cat. People say technology is diminishing our connectivity, but I don't see that. I see little moments cherished. I see a grandfather watching his relatives grow day by day.