... it seems just when I get rolling life steps in the way.
My father who has been in a home for just over a year fell late last week. He's broken in several pieces and not doing well. Before this fall he had prostate cancer that had metastesized to the spine, so....
I've spent much of the last week with him, and intend to keep doing that as long as I can.
I'm not 'religious', but prayers, good thoughts, jingles and whatever else you can throw out to the universe on his behalf is greatly appreciated. There's obviously no recovery on his horizon, but being comfortable and passing quickly without more drama and pain is certainly something.