A Journey with My Father

I woke up one Monday morning to the smiling face of my father.
I stood up and went on my two knees to greet him, as is the custom in my tribe.
He responded by blessing me and asking me to stand.
He then told me that very soon he would be going on a journey by foot, and he wanted me to go with him.
I asked him where we were going, and in response, he smiled and walked out of my opened door.

In puzzles, I collapsed back on my bed and thought of what kind of journey my dad would want to go on by foot in the modernized time we were in.
Very soon I put the thought of the destination behind me since I was very sure he could not kill me.
As a child, anticipation soon overwhelmed me, and I went about telling all my friends that I would be going on a journey soon.
A journey with my father.

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Have you also had your dad drop a bomb on you and then not give you the full details, let me know about it in the comment session. Don’t also forget to long press the clap button 50 times if you enjoyed this.

Ps: This journey is going to play out in the next few days, I hope you are anticipating as I am to know what this journey is about.