Sunday, February 10, 2008
it just hit me.
I cried with my children. I cried with my dad.
I got his shoulder all wet. I am here to tell you that you always need your dad, even when you are 56 and think you are very mature.
We are going to GR tonight to stay at a hotel, since the weather is so bad. this way we will be a block from the hospital. Deb made the arrangements and is driving all of us in her Trailblazer.
I am relieved.
Deb also went to Our Lady of the Lake this morning for mass and arranged for Father Phil to come and annoint me and give us communion. Thank you Deb for giving this sortof Buddhist a chance to be Catholic again for awhile.