the love of my life

It's been a very tough day, or should I say, yesterday was tough.

Rough day at work, and I had to witness the Sharks plummeted against the Ducks. Many people have been trying to help but only make me feel worse.

Called my dad about the logistics of my parents' return to the States and their immediate departure on a cruise, and instantly, I felt better.

I had planned to take today off work because I was feeling so awful, but now, I am ready to hit the sack, get up, and go to work. Yes, that is the power of my dad's wisdom.

I always say, until I figure out how my dad can make anyone feel so much better, I am not going to have kids. There is just something in the way he _always_ say the right things that makes me whole. Never once did my dad raise his voice with us kids, yet we always behave perfectly in his presence.

That is the one quality I look for in a partner. That magical ability to put me at ease and give me strength. Close to finding it a couple of times, but it was never the right time. I will keep on searching for the love of my life...