SFriday, February 27, 2004: Briefly
As I said before, I think (or maybe it was just in a notification message), I'm uncomfortable going into too much detail about other people's problems. I don't have a bit of trouble if it's something that involves only me, but I do think other people deserve to have their privacy protected, which is why I haven't written more about my dad's hospitalization.
And also why I haven't written here at all--my dad is about all that's on my mind lately, and if I can't write about him, there's not much else to say.
He's hanging in there. He's still in the hospital, doing okay although there have been some complications. He's doing better today.
I know many of you are keeping us in your prayers, and I appreciate that immensely. Bob called a little while ago and said that he had talked to his mother, who said she was praying for our family, and my dad in particular, and I had just before that lit a candle on my desk and said a prayer for him. And almost immediately, my mother called and said that dad had suddenly gotten better, so while I guess it could be a coincidence, I prefer to believe that all of us working together can make a difference.
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