Since my dad’s recent diagnosis, I’ve felt a change, in how I view each day.
[I asked my dad if I could share his diagnosis for prayers, he said yes]
I feared, the worst thing that could happen to my dad, was losing his memory.
Dementia, isn’t so bad now. Now that the cancer has spread to his bones.
I feel more patient, as I answer the same questions, repeatedly.
[remembering, when I was little, I asked questions, just to hear his voice. And being able to talk to him about anything]
I google everything. But I can’t seem to google bone cancer.
But from the degree of compassion I have recieved, makes me, make this plea.
Please, All eyes who see this, Please pray for my Dad.
I’ve come to appreciate, life and death.
So I pray that, the rest of my dad’s life, is quality life.
And that I am able to spend, much of that time with him.
I thank my sister, for handling the medical stuff with my dad (When we were little, she reassured me, when my dad was out)
(I never envisioned a time, it would be necessary, for my dad)
I thank my mom, his wife, for All, she does.
And I thank everyone, for their sincere expressions of love and support.