2024-02-19 02:30
1/ Just shy of 4 years ago, Dad came to live with us after he had a mild stroke. I promised him I would take care of him to the end and that as long as we could safely keep him here we would. He got to go camping with us, a couple of trips out of state, family gatherings and all kinds of adventures. Dad was my first best friend. When I was a baby, I pretty much puked on him every night. He never complained. He taught me how to use his tools. He built me my very own playhouse when I was little.