Lights at the end of the tunnel
Spoke to dad this morning. He's feeling much better. No more IVs, no more oxygen mask, liquid's completely out of his lungs and he is overall improving.
Thankful, grateful, hopeful and happy have been the spirit of the day.
Thank you, everyone, for your kind words and encouragement. You have helped me stay sane. I'm sure dad will go home in no time.
In the meantime. Visited a friend out in the suburb. She had the cutest 8 month old baby. With someone with a face like this, how can you resist smiling back right at her?
Labels: Life as I know it, Mi familia
4 Comments:
Oh my god what a face!
Happy to hear your dad is better.
I want to paint that face. Seriously.
So glad to hear your dad is doing better!! That must have been very scary for you.
I *love* that photo of that baby!
Hello Ladies - yes, it is very relieving to know that Dad is better. He is home now and continue to get better.
As for that face, SML, feel free to paint it. She has the cutest expressions. And she loves to suck her cheek like this. I was lucky to catch it right in time for this picture.
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