Flowers from Dad
Posted on January 22, 2008 in Senior living journey by DM
These flowers made me cry yesterday - they’re from my dad, and the card reads, “Thanks for everything, Love Dad.” It’s beautiful to think that he might have an inkling of how challenging these last few weeks have been, even though the journey has really just begun and even though he is as we speak (write?) back in the hospital. I wish I could reciprocate - but the truth is I have no concept of how he must be feeling: eight weeks constantly in and out of the hospital, medications changing week by week, scary things going on like liver disease and unidentified colon problems, being unable to rely on himself, and when he’s home, living in a house by himself that’s 20 minutes from anything useful. There’s no tangible thing I can give him that shows I understand, because I can’t even begin to imagine. But I do care, beyond measure. And I guess I can only show how much I care by continuing to do what I’m doing.
The flowers, by the way, are even more stunning in person than in the photo. They’re from Gortz Haus Gallery in Grimes.
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I’m betting he already knows how much you care and that the love is mutual….that’s why he sent the flowers. It is heart-warming to hear about your relationship.
gorgeous flowers!
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