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