Thank You

I was awake until 6 a.m. thinking about Dad. I just got out of bed at 12:30 p.m. and called Mom. She said Dad is back to his "old self." And although his "old self" is long miles and a dark walk through unfamiliar terrain from who he was originally, it's another phrase that has broken off its outer shell and become a relative term. He's not the Dad we used to have, but he's the one we can love and comfort now.


He is not agitated today, and we are filled with gratitude. Thank you for your part in the prayers.