Everything Will Be Okay… [PHOTOS]

Since my mom passed at the end of July, I talk to my dad a lot. A lot. I spend probably 1-2 hours a day trying to comfort him. He's still in a world of hurt. One of my calls is at 9 pm my time, every day. I call late so that he can end the day on a positive note.

The calls can be hard. At times he is crying, hysterical, lonely, sad, depressed...the list goes on. If I can make him laugh a little or just be there - it seems to help.

I would never tell my dad this, but sometimes the calls are hard on me. It's draining and exhausting. I just want to help - and I mostly feel helpless. These calls have been going on for about two months now. Every day.

I take the phone and go in the basement to not bother the family. I sit. I listen. I console...in my basement. One night I looked up and thought, "I have never noticed that before!"

In the brick on the wall facing me was a smiley face. A smiley face! I took it as a sign that everything was going to be okay.

I only share this because, in the depth of the worst of the worst - look up. You may just see a smiley face.

UPDATE!!

So this morning I walk into the kitchen to zap my coffee and I see this!!

Okay...that just made my day. Thanks mom...I love you.