My dear friend

On this day, my friend sits up at the hospital with her father as he nears the end of his life.  We are of an age.  An age when our parents go home to be with other deceased family members.  She has faced these last months with courage, humor and dignity.  Certainly she has happy memories of her father.  He recently became a great grandfather and  there were four generations.  The family shared a wonderful Thanksgiving meal.  Yes, many happy memories to keep him alive in her heart.