My Father

This afternoon as our father was having more tests run my sister arrived. It was time for me to go home as she took over. She will be taking Daddy back to NW Arkansas where an appointment has been made for him to see a series of specialists.
Daddy and I had a good time as he was getting his strength back. We made little "trips" to the library, the bank and Dairy Queen. We stopped at the church to see if one of the members was there to find that the women had just finished their meeting so several went to the car to see him. It took 2 trips to see him land. As we were going to the Silo Farm the cell phone rang Mike and Anita were at the house and we were not. We went back to visit with them.
And so less than 3 hours after my sister's arrival I found myself packed and on my way home. I'm glad we got to spend the past couple of days together. We talked about things important and not so important. We said "I love you" many times, perhaps to make up for the years it it hadn't been said. I left with the feeling that I wouldn't see my father alive again.