Last week, my father was taken by ambulance from the nursing home to the hospital, after being admitted for over seven days and a multitude of test they have no answers, for the partial paralysis,  or the inability to chew, speak, stand or walk(transfer from bed to wheelchair). They are administering morphine on a schedule, but no diagnosis, means I have to pace and wait.   Wait, think positive, all will work out for our good.  Believe it. Keep saying it out loud with enthusiasm.

I hold his hand and look at his tiny face, he peers back like a small child and tonight he said:” Will you come back and rescue me.”  I said, “Yes, I will!”

He can speak, thank you, thank you, Lord, he is making a comeback.

My world is suddenly very bright.