God, family, country ... those are the three things Dad loved the dearest.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Monday, April 28, 2014
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Home delivery
Those things delivered to my parent's house included: hospital bed, wheel chair and portable commode. Later an ambulance brought Dad home.
Monday, April 21, 2014
Saturday, April 19, 2014
About doctors ...
The thing I like about doctors is they can fix you.
The thing I don't like about doctors ... they think they can fix you when you are past being fixed.
I have seen it from both sides.
The thing I don't like about doctors ... they think they can fix you when you are past being fixed.
I have seen it from both sides.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Mom's cold pizza
Last weekend, I gave Mom some left over pizza from a Saturday night meal at a favorite old hangout.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Tiny hope
I hear the weakness in his voice over the phone, but there is also a slight chuckle. He enjoys being asked if he is breaking out of the joint.
Monday, April 14, 2014
Ants, drinks,
It's one of those days. The one where an ant greets you on the lid of your beverage as your prepare to wash down the crap of the day.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Grass clippings
My first mowing of the lawn for 2014 took place in Indiana this year, at the home of my parents.
A chance to help out as Mom takes care of Dad.
A chance to help out as Mom takes care of Dad.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
In His time
Things happening in God's time are tough to grasp.
A person who brought you into the world is dying. He is wasting away ... he calls on the Lord. He tells God he is ready to come home. But God has not granted his request.
This is where the word "why" pops up.
Why the wait? Why all the pain and suffering? Why? Please, tell me why.
There is an answer. It will come in His time.
Faith, hope and love, and the greatest is love.
Love my father and Our Father.
Will I let it grow my faith deeper? Why not?
It is His time. Not mine.
A person who brought you into the world is dying. He is wasting away ... he calls on the Lord. He tells God he is ready to come home. But God has not granted his request.
This is where the word "why" pops up.
Why the wait? Why all the pain and suffering? Why? Please, tell me why.
There is an answer. It will come in His time.
Faith, hope and love, and the greatest is love.
Love my father and Our Father.
Will I let it grow my faith deeper? Why not?
It is His time. Not mine.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Monday, April 7, 2014
Agonizing death
Slow, agonizing deaths don't make sense when it is someone who taught you how to be a decent human.
Friday, April 4, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Much better, thank you
It would be in your best interest not to talk about any raise you may have been awarded for taking on other responsibilities in front of other co-workers.
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