Father's Day

I had a terrible day today. Usually I call my mom when I know I'm overreacting, being overemotional, or letting myself become overwhelmed. Today it happened that it was my dad who got to deal with me, and I was really really a mess for a while. He was just so great--he listened, he commiserated, he told me funny stories, and most important he stayed on the phone as long as I needed him to, BOTH times I called sobbing. We usually have pretty short conversations, so this was a little surprising and definitely appreciated. I don't think about it or tell him often enough, but my daddy is really so wonderful and so good to me.