My Dad
As some of you may or may not know, My mother died January 1st. My parents were married for 54 years, and my father worshipped my mom more than I've ever seen a man love a woman. Needless to say, it's been very hard on him, not only having to deal with his loss, but having to learn a whole new life at the age of 78 years old. He called me tonight with some distressing news about his health. He seems to be having some colon problems (black tarry stools). He had prostate cancer years ago, but they caught it early, and he has done fine until now. It doesn't help that he is in California, and I am here. I need some hugs,,,,