Dad is awake at last! He's hungry and talking. For the first time in a while, I'm allowing myself to hope for the best.
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4 comments:
Now that is good news!
Never give up hope.
Usually I never do, but I've been losing my religion for the last two weeks (my Nanny's words, not R.E.M.'s).
This is wonderful news. Both you and your dad, keep on climbing.
Onward and upward!
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