Friday, August 8, 2008

I am a cry baby!

Hi, my name is Nataly and I am a cry baby.

Art and I just got back from LAX from dropping off my Dad and Stepmom at the airport. They are going on a 5 week vacation to their native country.

We spent about 30 minutes helping them get their baggage down to the 50 pounds each one should be. My dad was seriously not trying to leave anything behind, but after a few pleads from us, he left just a few things behind so that they would not have to pay the crazy fees they charge for excess pounds! Well he did end up having to pay extra for one of the bags! My dad and stepmom took 320 pounds worth of gifts for children, friends and family members over there. My dad always tells me stories of how hard it was to live over there when he was a child. He said that they would have to make toys out of sticks and other stuff they found laying around. They had some friends who were wealthy and had toys, but they would never share, so all they could do was watch them play. That's why my dad makes it a must to take gifts for the people of his pueblo, especially the kids, when he goes back to visit. It might not be a lot, but I am sure they appreciate it! There are still kids over there whose parents can't afford to buy them toys, so a small toy and a couple of coloring books make them happy. Sometimes it's easy to forget how privileged we are. It makes me thankful for all the blessings in my life and my bountiful childhood. I am forever thankful to my parents for always providing me with as much as they could, sometimes more than I needed. Although in my childhood I had an abundant amount of toys and my childhood was much more different than my dad's, one thing that is the same in my childhood and my dad's childhood is that we both had tons of love. That's what really matters in the end!

As we said our goodbye's I could not help but cry and cry AND cry. It was sort of bittersweet. I was happy because my dad is going to his hometown and I know he will be really happy over there, but I was sad because he will not be a small drive away from me :( At the same time I was really happy to see how excited he was to be taking so many gifts to everyone over there. He has come a long way and his life has completely changed, although he is way more privileged now, he never forgets where he came from and always gives back. I guess my crying was a mixture of sadness, happiness, and pride. I seriously stood there and watched until I could not see them anymore. If it would have been up to me, I would have stayed there until I saw the plane take off!

As we left, I asked Art, "am I too sentimental?" He was honest and said "yes," but he also said it's what he loves about me. So for now I will remain the cry baby that I am and who is not afraid to cry even if I look a tad bit silly! A 20 something, married woman, who still cries when her daddy leaves! Ay, ay, ay!
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6 comments:

gee gee said...

Don't worry Nat! I would have been the same way if my mom or dad were leaving for 5 weeks! Time flies, before you know it they will be back :)

Jeanette Sanchez said...

Awe, I love you Nat!

Marlin Munoz said...

Well, as a dad myself, I can only hope that Zoe will love me as much as you love your father when she is your age!! Your dad will be back before you know it, but it probably means alot to him to know how you feel! Have a great weekend guys!

david & kimi baxter said...

how sweet is this post!??!! i think i have something in my eye ;)have a blessed weekend you two!

Jackie said...

Awe! This post is dear to my heart, being a daddy's girl and all. But more so it's because my dad had the same kind of childhood. He told me stories of when they didn't have shoes and had to work making adobe blocks. We are so fortunate to have fathers like that! I hope you hear from them soon and don't worry...he'll be back with a whole bunch of stories to tell you :)

AHS Photography said...

So sweet! I am a cry baby too ;)
~Amy

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