I can't believe that two days ago my dad was doing wonderfully, enjoying the Christmas season and loving every moment spent with his children and grandchildren.
Now today, he's in the critical care unit with heart failure and is not expected to live through the afternoon. I'm leaving for So. Cal (my other home) shortly and will pick up Mr. CHiPy and Little man on the way.
As the girls and I knelt in prayer on his behalf, I was overcome with emotion for my sweet father. As his only daughter, I have a special connection with him and I just can't wrap my mind around the possibility that he won't be with us any longer.
I'm so sad yet I'm hopeful that he may be able to pull off yet another miracle.
