Time With My Daughter

Value Time! I picked up my married daughter from work a few nights ago, just because she needed the ride and I needed some time to just talk to her. It had been months since I had had any visit at all. The time went fast and we just talked, saying generally nothing, but spent that time together like the good old days when she was in high school. Back then I would pick her up from her evening job at the Welling store. Tonight, as we drove in drive way, she had to run saying a quick goodbye. We had spent less than 40 minutes together. We didn’t stop for gas or a pop or even a Slurpee like we sometimes do, but it was short and sweet, and I was privileged to be able to spend that time. Value Time!