From one of my favourite writers to her father
I came to my parents’ house on Wednesday -that was the day my self imposed “quarantine” ended. Daddy had been having one bad day after another, and I knew Mama was in need of support. I just wanted to be as safe as I could, so I wanted to observe my self imposed quarantine, before going to my parents’ home. I do not think I came a minute too soon.
Daddy has mostly been in bed since I arrived. To say he is doing poorly, is an understatement. I am so thankful, he is peaceful and rarely shows any sign of distress. When he does wake, we are with him. we can hardly understand anything he says recently . . .but the first day, he told me a story. It was new to me, but Mama confirmed it.
I was telling daddy about Tres, who we all think is so…
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