I could sit up and talk with my Dad all night, if he would let me.
Recently he has been unable to make any noise when he tries to talk but tonight I could understand every word he said, even in the small amount of light (usually I try to read his lips)
The last thing he said as I tucked him in was "night, night sweetie pie..poop". He always called me "poop" when I was a little tot. Doesn't read as sweet as it sounded/sounds when he says it though.
Life is beautiful. I hope everyone is able to find beauty in everything they do.
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