Stay the course 

It’s 1:53.

AM.

It’s one of those nights .

Sleep comes and sleep goes. I’m not sure why, but what’s a girl to do? 

I have been pondering a comment made to me at church this morning. 

“Through the many obstacles I have watched you go through, you have always stayed the course. You have been constant and I admire that about you.”

This friend is quiet.

She is strong and resilient.

She is cautious and I know that she has careful consideration before speaking. 

I’m not sure she knows what an impact this statement made on me. This statement has resonated with me all day and I knew that it deserved more thought. 

Wikipedia says “Stay the course” is a phrase used in the context of a war or battle meaning to pursue a goal regardless of any obstacles or criticism. 

Ok?

War or battle?

Sometimes every day feels like a war. 

A war against what? Fatigue? Not eating the Oreos that my son in law insists on buying? Keeping my mouth shut? Getting the ever constant paint off my legs?

Or maybe things a little more serious like watching someone I love fight cancer every day. 

It’s a battle.

Every single day.

Today is a monumental day.

It’s not every day you turn the day after you are 79 and the day before you are 81. 

Now I could have chosen a picture of him clean and all fancied up. But I like “real life” better. 

My side kick.

My garage buddy

My dad.

I claim the title of Daddy’s girl. Always have. Always will. 


Stay the course is genetic right? 

It’s what you get from your parents? 

It’s the tenacity to work hard and not expect someone to do it for you. 

It’s the get up and go attitude even when you hurt all the time? It’s suck it up and go to work anyways. That’s what I watch every day. 

Constant derives from the Latin verb meaning “to stand with,” so something constant is continually standing with you and not wavering.  

Sometimes life sucks.

It just does. 

How you deal with the deck you are dealt shows a lot about who you are. 

I have been shown from Dad that I am loved even when I’m stupid. 

I am loved not only by him but by my Heavenly Father who loves me first and loves me the most. 

Becky and I comment that we are His (Gods) favorites. I believe that.

I have been shown love and acceptance my entire life. I think that it had a big impact on my ability to stay the course, no matter what life throws my way. 

I will be eternally grateful that my Heavenly Father chose the perfect earthy Daddy just for me.

Happy Birthday you cute old guy. Sometimes you just gotta hang on! 


Love,

Daddy’s girl 

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One Response to Stay the course 

  1. Renee says:

    This one brought tears to my eyes Charma! I love you my friend!

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