Reaching out to Friends....

It's been a difficult 48 hours for my dad... Yesterday he didn't know where he was, he carried on conversations with people that weren't here and...

Today he spent most of the day at the hospital seeing if they can relieve some pain for him.... s i g h ....    My sister is still working on paperwork.. trying to not to make my mom live in poverty...  and....

“Hope is the thing with feathers 
That perches in the soul 
And sings the tune without the words 
And never stops at all.” 
― Emily Dickinson