I was devastated. My father could sense that something was wrong. My parents didn't know what the situation was or how bad it was, but they just showed up with some groceries. It's probably one of the few times that I've cried in front of my father. In the story below, a college student expresses gratitude for a wise father who knows how to listen and counsel.
College life can be really fun, but really hard at the same time.
When I really need advice, I call home and talk to my dad. He never fails to praise me for the good things I am doing. He helps me to understand things about myself that I hadn't even been aware of. Sometimes I call when I'm having a bad day and just need to remember that my dad still loves me. He knows at those times that all he needs to do is listen.