Friday, September 29, 2006


No, not the tears again.

But they came, as I knew they were bound to do.

Looking at old pictures can make one happy or sad...long for that moment or being glad that there's the present. Well today I decided to look inside my coffee table drawer where I came upon pictures of Summer 2005. It was a great summer, probably the best I ever had, looking at it now. My dad, mom, and I went to Germany, Spain and Poland and it was terrific.

There's my dad with a glimpse of a smile that he never shows. It is him and a kitten inside his shirt pocket. 8 months before he would be diagnosed. If I had a scanner I would show you. The contrast is incredible.

Tears flowed before I could stop them, before I could realize that its only a picture.

My dad is back in the hospital having a blood transfusion.

And I only wish he could be that guy in the picture: blissful and ignorant of a pain that can cause so much suffering...


xxroxymamaxx said...

The pictures make me cry too Joanna.  Thank God that you have them though.  Prayers for your dad and family.  Hugs and GBU, Shelly

pennietoonz said...

Hi again...been a while since I have visited your journal. I deleted Penny`s Place and started a new one. Anyhow, I wanted to stop by and see how you were doing and how your dad is. I know you`re sad. I`m sorry your dad (and you and your family) are going through this.
Love and hugs,