I am sitting here in my dad’s kitchen in Florida thinking how I should be writing a post for my blog. Sorry guys, it’s been a few days but I’ve been consumed with family obligations. I want coffee but have no time for driving to Starbucks. Too many things to get done today and not enough time (ahh, the old familiar motto of the Working Mother rears it’s head again…but today for a different reason). My dad has been in the hospital since 9/11 and may be coming home today or tomorrow. I leave early tomorrow morning for Blog World Expo in Las Vegas so today I want to do everything I can to spend every minute with my Dad and to prepare him for his homecoming. I’m dressed for the gym, but am changing my mind, thinking my time is better invested in Dad things today.

So, back to coffee. My dad and his wife drink instant coffee. I just can’t do it. I look around the kitchen and settle on Good Earth Tea. Funny. Good Earth Tea is here because I gave it to my dad last time he visited my house. Next, time to choose a coffee mug. Should be simple enough, right? Not so, I realize as I’m looking in my family’s cabinet that I am a coffee mug snob. All of the coffee mugs here have sayings and cartoons that fit the personalities of the people who live here. I’m stuck, I don’t relate to any of them. Funny huh? It’s just a crazy coffee mug and I am wasting time. I finally settle on one I can stomach. So, now I have tea from a coffee mug that is reminding me, “If Older is Better then I’m approaching Magnificent”. It’s even got the word “Magnificent” printed on the inside so when you take a sip, you get a second reminder. Too funny. Reminders to be our best self really are everywhere aren’t they? We just have to listen to them and keep our eyes open. So, today I will be more magnificent than I would have been otherwise thanks to the reminder from my dad’s coffee mug.

I like being in my dad’s space among his things. I am here alone as everyone else has left for there day. I didn’t grow up here so it’s different than coming home to your childhood memories. I look around breathing it all in and committing my dad’s life to memory. It’s my job to leave positive energy where ever I can and to leave my essence behind to remind him I was here. I want him to remember to stay positive and continue on the healing path. My dad had major surgery on 9/11 for some localized cancer. He’ll have a full recovery after a somewhat extensive healing process. I’m so glad I could be here to witness his vulnerability, strength, charm, and childlike amusement of the whole process. It’s also been fun to watch him flirting with the nurses. He’s enjoyed that part for sure. Hospitals, no matter how hard they try, are just not fun places to spend a week. I’ll be glad when he’s safely back in his own space.

So, if you are reading this from the comfort of your own coffee mug, I solute. Have a great day and remember how magnificent you are today. Until my next post, stay fabulous!

PS…Yes, this hospital does have it’s own McDreamy and McSteamy’s in case you were wondering fully equipped with blue eyes that would make any girl’s heart melt.