Six Months

Six months ago today Dad had the first stroke. It seems a lifetime ago and yet is only six months. Six months and the rest of our lives, for this is only the beginning of a lifelong rehabilitation. Yet, I could be writing something very different. I could be writing that this is six months since my father passed away, because he could have and there were many doctors that were anxious about Dad because his recovery was so slow. But I'm not and I don't have to. I hope to not have that conversation with you for many decades to come. Life is precious and we only have today. Make it worth the hours, make it worth the breath, make it worth the words you say to those you love and hold close to your heart.