I am truly graced for the here and now. I am busy and capable. I organise and I take care of. And it helps me cope. Because when I stop and I think I realize the enormity of what is happening. That this was my Dad. Strong and capable and super smart. And the brain cancer is turning him into a shuffling shell of a man. And that makes me scream on the inside.
So here is my Dad. I chose to think of him as this man. The man that I look up to. The man that thinks I am amazing. Well, the man he is now thinks I am amazing too. Love.
Here is my Dad. Isn't he wonderful?
