I quickly grabbed whatever clothes I could find and my phone--in case I needed to call 911 and my sister. As I continued to dress, I could still hear the noise and I tried to mentally prepare myself for what I was expecting to find. Thoughts flooded my mind, "No wonder why Dad was so emotional when saying good-bye to Bub, last night. No wonder why he wanted me to hang out with them when I got home last night. Did I even say good-bye or good night to him, last night??"
|Papa saying goodbye to Bub.|
NOT. WHAT. I. EXPECTED.
I told my Mom what I thought I heard and she said she heard the same thing. My Dad wished me a "Good Morning" and I couldn't help but agree with him. Oh man, I couldn't be happier to see my parents up and about, getting ready for the day.
I left their room shaking, my heart still racing. I was emotionally & mentally exhausted, all in a matter of two minutes. I was expecting the very worse! I was out of breath and out of sorts. I had to call my sister because this was all too much to take in, at once. What a relief!
Today, I will be a lot more grateful for my family, most especially my Dad ♥