Today, I'm walking off stress. I head out to the Indian Rocks bridge to take in the view of the inercoastal and think about my Dad. Dad was taken to the hospital again today when he slipped into a coma-like state at the breakfast table. He was taken to Morton Plant Mease. I will tell you first that he has made a resurgence, and is stable now. But earlier in the day he was non-responsive and we called in a priest to administer last rites.
Walking, I take in the view. But my thoughts are totally with Dad. Praying for him to the rhythm of my forsteps. Our... father... who art... in heaven...
Hail Mary... full of grace...
The Lord is with thee...
So for me... and dad... for now, the journey continues.
Walking, I take in the view. But my thoughts are totally with Dad. Praying for him to the rhythm of my forsteps. Our... father... who art... in heaven...
Hail Mary... full of grace...
The Lord is with thee...
So for me... and dad... for now, the journey continues.
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