My mom and I went to visit my dad a little earlier today. Since he has been sleeping so much lately, we thought we would try an earlier time. We were greeted in the parking lot by one of the girls I hadn’t seen in a long time. I was afraid she had quit. She said she had been sick, but was back to work now. Inside, we were greeted by the young woman who got us set up in the facility at the beginning. Everyone was so happy to see one another. We made our way into the dining room and found my dad finishing his lunch with the physical therapist. The therapist reported that my dad had been doing better the past couple of days. He has been out in the community again and eating better. Then, one of the caregivers I hadn’t seen for a while told my about her experiences with my dad over the past few days, doing her part in helping him to recover. My dad was definitely more awake and aware than we had seen in a few weeks. We looked at one of his favorite catalogs with funny sayings on t-shirts and we all laughed together. Then he was tired, so we tucked him in bed for a nap. My mom especially was happy that he seemed better today than we have seen in a long time.
I Found God today knowing my dad is doing better and that there are so many caring people looking out for him.