My parents have always been big into serving others. As far back as I can remember if my dad would receive a phone call from someone in need he would be out the door in a heartbeat. He'd never asked questions, he'd just go. Well, this weekend we experienced a bit of that.
You see, for the last few years all of our "stuff" has been stored in their basement taking up space and collecting dust. And just yesterday my dad hooked the trailer up to their SUV, loaded them both as full as they would go, and drove 8-10 (well, what should have been 8-10 hours) down to LA just because he loves us. Due to unforseen circumstances the drive ended up taking a lot longer than he had planned. He arrived at our home at 8:00 PM, we (well, the boys) unloaded the goods, Dad had a sleep, and then by 7:00 the next morning he was off and running again to return home because he was worried about my Mom (or so he says. It was probably just my cooking he was running away from.)
Brad and I are still in complete awe of this complete act of selflessness. My dad totally put his own cares and worries on the back burner and came to help us. I am humbled and rejuvenated by this whole experience. You see, you always KNOW that you come from a good family, but sometimes you forget just how good they really are. I have always wanted to be like my dad and this helped me remember the reasons why. Thank you so much dad! You will NEVER know just how loudly your actions have spoken to us. Thank you for the example. We love you so much!