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Entry: The Daddy Sunday, December 18
| For as long as I can remember, my Daddy has always been the picture of what a Dad should be. Give up everything for his family, strong, quiet, supportive to the very last drop of himself. He’s been the tank in my life, completely indestructible.
Now he is in the hospital. The man who left the hospital as soon as the drugs wore off after his hernia operation is laid up in bed with all sorts of tubes coming out of his body with pneumonia. And I am scared. For the first time in my life I’ve been hit with the realization that my Daddy is not Superman – no matter how firm my belief that he is may be. That is terrifying. |
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