On the best Father's Day we've ever had
I haven't walked normally since December 8th. During the worst hell I've ever experienced, no longer able to walk at all today due to recently diagnosed avascular necrosis, my father has done more than I could ask to help me survive in my 3rd floor apartment alone. Thinking back to the 1st time he took me to a doctor & saw how hard it was for me to walk, I remembered how he gently took my hand with the sweetest smile saying that the last time he remembered doing that was when I was a little girl, I saw this & knew I had to present it to him with my tearful outpouring of gratitude. Timing is incredible; I begged a neighbor to bring this up my stairs upon an email re: package delivered, Friday, & my bilateral hip replacement surgery is tomorrow. Forever now he can cherish this picture as it continues to remind him of my gratitude for his loving help & how we've never been closer, a by-product of my suffering; it was he who held my hand when I needed him most.
Rating: 5 stars