Remember when we were little and we'd stand around on the playground comparing whose Dad was bigger or stronger or cooler or funnier? Well, I think I win this time!! ;)
Last week my dad asked if he could borrow my van for a Mother's Day surprise while my mom was out of town visiting my sister. Thinking he meant a gift for HER, I gladly loaned him my van after offering the truck instead. He insisted it had to be the van, which stumped me, but we traded cars for a day. That evening he was on his way to bring it back and he told me he had a gift for ME but if I didn't like it, he couldn't take it back, so to just pretend like I liked it. I was admittedly quite nervous! I assured him that, as long as it wasn't a dog, we were good. He showed up at my house that night and told me to go look in the van. Nervously, I opened the door and stepped back, kind of afraid what might jump out at me. To my delight and surprise and astonishment, he had CLEANED MY VAN until it sparkled! The floors and seats were vacuumed and shampooed (I didn't know they were that color!!!!), all the stains from kiddos' drinks and such were gone, no crumbs or trash or anything was to be seen!!! The dashboard dust was gone, the sticky stuff under the seats was gone, it was SPOTLESS!! Even an old ceiling stain from when my in-laws owned the van was gone. I can't explain my astonishment. If you have ever seen my van, you understand what an undertaking this was. It was gross. Embarrassingly gross. Disgustingly gross! "Acts of Service" is totally my "love language" (if you haven't read the books by Gary Chapman about love languages, I highly recommend them), so I was thrilled! What a special gift! I have always been (and will always be!) a Daddy's girl, so it made it even more special!! Wow! It's the gift that keeps on giving, and every time I get in the van I smile and remember someone loves me! Thanks, Dad!!!!
