I've had a deep sorrowful feeling brewing in me all day. The kind where you probably just need a great big, blubbering cry. I just couldn't pinpoint what was the matter.
Then I stopped by my sweet local fabric shop. I was telling the owner about the Living Water Quilt and picking her brain for ideas to increase donations. I told her that I felt sort of dead about the whole thing and sluffed it off with a "probably just January" mumble. To which she replied, "Or your Dad."
My heart felt like it would burst open. She's sooooo lucky that the tears didn't start to flow.
Even though I've been keeping myself busy with good things, my heart is still sad about my Dad being in a nursing home. I wish I could care for him here and feel guilty that I can't. I wish I could make him happy. I wish we could go back in time to the days when he lived independently.
May Dad also be filled with Your peace and love.
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