Today I woke up with a gut ache. It started at 4am when I was up with Abbey and though I talked myself back into sleep, it was there when I woke up.
I called my mom this morning and under the circumstances, she is doing well....her strength amazes me once more. Her faith is helping her so much....she told me what a blessing it was that Dad went relatively quickly...he was talking until almost the end. It's true, he didn't want to lose mental capacity.
Poor Abbey has possible pink eye have to get dressed take her to the doctor.
Yesterday my Dad opened his eyes and put his hand on my face like he did Abbey the day before and said I was beatiful. I'm glad I had that moment.
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That is your dad...telling his Chrissa she is beautiful.
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