Last night he told me he had to buy me a car.
We have a car. And a pickup.
I told him, we have a car and we can share. He looked puzzled. And came back with, well I need to make sure you have those things for the pickup. He meant the keys.
He was content.
I was happy.
More later, Linda
We don't like to think about Dad being sick but it is a fact he is. We will all make it through.
ReplyDeleteThe best way out is all the way through!
Love you.