20121112-182124.jpg We received word just over a week ago that my dad had cancer. No one really needed to say anything more. My dad is eighty-seven years old. He hasn't been in robust health for some time now, so the news wasn't completely unexpected.

Still....

I'm on my way down to Florida to see him one last time. To say goodnight. Believe me, I am not unaware of what a gift I've been given. That gift of one last time.

He is prepared, as is my mom, and he is at peace.

Tomorrow will be a strange day...

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