There are few people in this world that I truly love more than anything in this world. My dad is one of them. I've always been close to him. His weekend visitations stretched all the way through college. My sister stopped her visitations when she was 14-15, so for several years it would just be my dad and me. We have our own unspoken language. I know exactly what he's thinking most of the time (even though he does surprise me at his willingness to try new things in the last couple years).
When he was in the hospital, I would go home and just weep at him having to stay there and how unfair it truly is. There are people in this world that don't take care of themselves at all that get to live carelessly throughout life. Dad is the person that cooks low fat rice krispy treats (that are delicious btw. use honey.), he walks every golf course, he's a workhorse (seriously. that man basically did the kitchen demo by himself.), and he's always on the positive side of things. He deserves so much more than what he's going through right now and it kills me. I've had that sinking feeling for weeks now and I'd like it to go away.
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