The Little Voice in My Head

So, I was walking back from the store today, with my brain going 110 miles per minute, per usual. And suddenly out of nowhere a voice interrupted my thoughts and loudly, distinctly said, "Diane, you are a good person. Good things will come to you."
Uh, okay. I don't know if that was the voice of my literal father or a more metaphorical father, but whoever is responsible...thanks for the reminder.