I'm here but I'm barely holding it together. My physical body is tired from lack of sleep and food and my eyes have never been so puffy and red from the sporadic crying that comes on without notice.
Some snaps from my Dad's place.
Cristi and I got this for his bedside along with some wonderfully scented star gazer lilies.
My Dad stopped eating about 2 weeks ago, now it's just morphine and chocolate milk.
They don't call them man's best friend for nothing.
Peetee and Dylan love laying with Dad.
They know it's almost time to say goodbye.