Each visit is a gift

Today we gathered to celebrate my dad's 92nd birthday. We were a large group--my brother, sister, many of the grandchildren and 2 of the great grandchildren. My dad is battling myelodysplastic syndrome and pulmonary edema. He is old and tired and short of breath. After all he is 92 years old. So I was sad. I went to the farm today to work with Dory, the mini horse as a distraction. I must not have attached her crosstie adequately because Dory became lose. Fortunately I was able to corral her.