A year ago today I talked to Dad for the last time. Although he was hospitalized at the time, I still never imagined that would be the last time. He sounded good that day though, and I'll always be grateful for that. We were inside a large building and my signal wasn't the best, but I can tell you EXACTLY where I was standing in that building when the call ended. Strange.
I'm going to be honest...I want this week to be over. I hate wishing away even one second of my children's lives, but I'm just ready for this week to be done.
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