I didn't make it to church today. I got up just fine, had a cup of miso soup, took Gretel for a ride in the car, and was doing great. Then the vomiting started in about eleven and I tried to lie down until time for church. Next thing I knew it was 1:15. I had a choice to get up and hurry and be late, or skip it, and I went back to sleep. Rachel and I are eating garden vegetables today.
(2) Sun Jun 19 2005 15:59 Fathers Day:
This is the first Father's Day without my father-in-law. I remember last year I spent the afternoon with him at his rest home. Nobody else was there; I don't know why. We talked, and he wanted to dictate a letter and have me write it down. I went to the nurse's station and swiped a piece of paper from the photocopy machine, and he dictated a lovely sentiment to Rosalie, thanking her for making him a father. I almost cried. We folded it up and put it in the envelope that I brought his card in, but he kept wanting to open it back up and read it again. It became rather the worse for wear, but the heart was there.
- Comments:
Posted by Susie at Mon Jun 20 2005 08:22
How sweet! You never told me that.
Posted by Frances at Mon Jun 20 2005 10:30
I didn't write about it last year because I cried every time I thought about it.