04/14/09

Lately I've been thinking that its real funny how life works out. I've been caring for my dad since last October. I've been there just about everyday, by his side. But while doing that I've been trying to move forward with my career, and the next step to the rest of my life. The day after I found out I got my first job as a Respiratory Therapist, thats when we found out that his Cancer spread to his liver. And he just started declining from there. Last night I went to visit him before I came home tor prepare for my first day of work. And I pretty much felt like I was going to say goodbye to him, and that is exactly how it was. I told him before I left "daddy, I"m gonna go home now, gotta get some sleep, gotta start work tomorrow...finally...aren't you proud of me?" And I did get a move of his foot, which is how he had been responding to us. So I know he was proud of me. I feel like him leaving us this morning was him giving me the ok to move on. It was his way of saying, I no longer needed to take care of him, and I could move on with my career.

I love you daddy...and I would've took care of you forever!!!