November 17th, 2003


Monday afternoon update

Dad's obviously not quite ready to go yet.

He's resting comfortably, his breathing is getting shallower, and kind of sounds, on the exhale, like a perculator. The doctor assures us that it's more disturbing to us than it is to him.

He's an amazingly strong man. As much as his body's going through, it's just not ready to quit yet.

I'm just home from the hospital (been there since 6 pm last night). I'm going to go sleep.


A friend sent this to me yesterday. It's so soothing and beautiful I wanted to share:

I am thinking of what my boss told me about losing his father--he said that
watching him go was like imagining the water of a great, long river, as it
pours outward to the delta, to join up with the even greater ocean. There is
a cycle of life, and when he feels the rain, he feels his father in him..

This really struck me as we walked out of the hospital for the final time, into the windy wet.
My parents are all around me, and always will be.

Again, thanks to you all for your thoughts and prayers. Hug your loved ones tight.

*hugs & peace*