Yesterday, in searching for something in my file cabinet, I started digging & found a folder of words spoken by dear friends at my Daddy's funeral. I sat down & took time to read through them. They brought a few tears...mostly tears of thankfulness at the depths of friendship with which my family has been blessed. I spent some quiet time reflecting upon the final days of Daddy's life as I went about the rest of my day. Something inside urged me to text the two friends that had penned the words on the aforementioned pages that afternoon & express my gratitude for their friendship.
Oddly enough, I got a text from one of my dear friends later in the evening. Her dad had fallen & she was going to take him to the ER. Since most of her family was out of town, I decided to meet them & sit with her. The doctors decided to do a CT scan & determined they should move him to Harris Hospital in Fort Worth. My friend & I followed the ambulance that carried her dad. We waited as they did another CT scan there to compare it to the one they'd done in Granbury. The doctors decided to admit him to the hospital for observation. We followed the nurses as they wheeled her dad's hospital bed to the Neuro ICU unit. Thankfully, it looks like he will be released today or tomorrow.
The thing that makes this all a little eery is that when we got to the Granbury hospital, we went to the exact same exam room where we went with my Daddy in May of 2003. We also followed him to Harris Hospital in FW & indeed, were sent to the very same Neuro ICU unit....even the same room in the unit.
At the time this was all happening last night, my friend & I had both been awake for 24 hours. Everything seemed a little foggy. The thing that continued to come to mind were the DEAR family & friends that carried us through those 10 dark days in Fort Worth.
Coincidence? I think not! I believe that God was reminding me that we are to return the good deeds of which we have been the recipient. So....to all those who were at the hospital in Fort Worth almost before we were (Doug & Brandy), visited, brought breakfast to the hospital almost every morning (Homer) & sat in the waiting room with us while we ate, held our hands, hugged our necks, called us, neglected what they needed to be doing at home & stayed in Forth Worth with us (Jodie), travelled from far distances to be with us, did errands for us, helped us get Cori off to camp (Nancie), spent nights in the waiting room with us & those that were at the end of Daddy's life, I want to say THANK YOU AGAIN...11.5 years later.
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