Busy Weekend

I have had a busy weekend. Friday morning I drove two hours to meet friends for a Jimmy Wayne concert. I planned this trip about a month ago. I think I needed the break even if it was only one night away. I had a good time with my friends, but I also had a hard time thinking about my Dad. I just can't stop thinking about him. No matter where I am or what I do. He is always on my mind. I don't think there will ever be a day that goes by that I don't think of him. The show was good, but a couple songs made me cry. One in particular. He sang a new song he wrote about people helping others in need, people that are good people. I cried through the entire song. My friends and I got in line to meet (even though we've all already met him) him while we were in line, I had a little break down. I just started crying. My friends were great. They were there for me and made me feel better. I talked to Jimmy for a minute when I got through the line. He asked if I had a good time. I said yes, but you made me cry. He asked why. I told him the new song got to me. He asked why. I told him my Dad passed away two days after Christmas and the song reminded me of him. He said he was sorry. I told him that he was a good man. He said he'd do anything for anybody. I said yes, he would, that's the kind of person he was. He just nodded his head. I walked away amazed that Jimmy knew exactly what I would have said next without having to say it. He understood.

I spent the night in the hotel with my friends then drove the two hours home in the morning, getting home in time for a wedding. It was a nice day (even though it rained for a while) and everything was beautiful. I took alot of pictures. I spent the evening putting the photos on my computer and editing them. Being busy made the weekend go by fast. Keeping busy keeps my mind off of things, but still doesn't take away the hurt in my heart.