Surprise

Last night I surprised my father.​

My dad loves to go fishing. My dad is like a kid when he goes fishing. My dad finds a sense of adventure when he goes fishing. My dad is really good at fishing. (Last week he caught 64 fish in the afternoon into dinner-time alone.)

I decided to give every effort to be there, and rushed out the door in full business-wear to get to the lake in time to spend some quality time with him.

The surprise worked.​

How do you describe the smile and enthusiasm that's already existing on a foundation of of peace, and in a state of eager excitement?​

Because he only took his favorite go-to rod, he quickly reeled his line in, and set me up with his preferred lure that works for him in that lake.​

First cast.​..

First catch.​

​(Ended up catching 3 fish in about half an hour, and then both of us hurried home to help mom with dinner.)

It's not a big lake, but it feels like an ocean when it's just the two of you.​

Father and son. Precious moments.​

I surprised my dad.​

Life surprised me.​