I had to take my Dad into the hospital for a "procedure" a few days ago. He's fine, but the whole thing took A LOT longer than it was supposed to. Anyway he and my brother had a big blow up a few months back and haven't been speaking to each other since. I called my brother while we were at the hospital and basically guilted him into coming to visit that night while my Dad stayed over night. He came to visit and then he picked my Dad up the next day to take him home. I think they must be speaking again.
I guess my point is that as our parents age we never know when it's the last time we see them or speak to them. So we do our best let them know we love them right? Or we try to anyway.
Man, it's hard growing up.
I guess my point is that as our parents age we never know when it's the last time we see them or speak to them. So we do our best let them know we love them right? Or we try to anyway.
Man, it's hard growing up.