There go my feet

I went to see my dad today, it was nice. He talked for hours about this trip to England he is planing. He was so happy about it, it made me feel all warm and comfortable. I feel close to him, always kind of did, but now even more so. He is inspiring in a way. He copes so well. I don't know if I had the strength to go on with life in such a positive way. Might be because I am a weakling (is that a real word?)...