I have been in Charleston, South Carolina for the past 4 days.
I am heading home tomorrow.
I miss my family. I miss my boys.
Once back, I will be heading home again...to my first home.
My 86 year old father will be having open heart surgery on Tuesday next week and I am flying to be with him.
It's making me anxious. I can't quite wrap my mind about this reality.
I have heard from so many people that this kind of surgery is very efficient now.
And I believe that.
However, the thought of my father's heart on ice....makes me really anxious.
I think I believe that he will live forever.
Mortality is not a word that I pair with my dad.
He's robust, feisty, vital, and so optimistic.
I'm going to stick with this image and have faith that his big spirit will hold him as he undergoes triple bypass surgery.
Send him love, energy, prayers, and faith.
And a speedy recovery.
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