Today my Dad will come to watercolor paint with me. We've made a practice of painting Saturday mornings for months now and I look forward to each time and treasure the time together. We don't necessarily say a lot but we will occasionally comment on each others work or a warm smile will pass between us and those moments carry me through the week. I always feel privileged that He wants to take time with me. Because he is on hospice with lung cancer each occasion we are together I am acutely aware of the preciousness of the time. What a blessing it is that God has given us this awareness so we can slow down and savor it.