Father Time
I found out last night that my father had had a heart attack yesterday morning. He was airlifted to Vanderbilt Hospital in Nashville. Thankfully, he is evidently recovering very well after receiving a stint.
I haven't spoken to my parents in about 4 months, visited since Xmas. I felt guilty about having been out of touch for so long, felt anxious talking to my mother this morning. But everything went ok.
I've had that expectable but powerful feeling since last night that I need to be sure to return things of importance -- relationships and otherwise -- to their rightful place and esteem in my life. Get rid of the fluff.
I am just mostly thankful that my father is already doing much better, laughing a bit at his current discomfort, and ready to get home.
I haven't spoken to my parents in about 4 months, visited since Xmas. I felt guilty about having been out of touch for so long, felt anxious talking to my mother this morning. But everything went ok.
I've had that expectable but powerful feeling since last night that I need to be sure to return things of importance -- relationships and otherwise -- to their rightful place and esteem in my life. Get rid of the fluff.
I am just mostly thankful that my father is already doing much better, laughing a bit at his current discomfort, and ready to get home.