sickness

My phone rings around seven in the evening and I see my brother's name pop up, "Barbara-- I just called 911, Daddy is not okay, I didn't know what to do..." I hear my mom frantically screaming in the background as I tried to take in what my brother…

Yesterday marked 36 days of my dad being in the ICU/hospital, and today the first in rehabilitation.     There are so many things I feel and want to say and yet after hearing these simple few words on a sermon as I walked in the brisk air this morning... I reali…