Its another day and I wanted to give an update for those who have been asking (and thank you).
My dad is doing pretty good but I can tell the chemo has taken its toll on him. Aside from the cancer itself he has lost allot of energy but he tells me he is is feeling better with each day as it leaves his system.
My folks have spent the last couple weeks getting all there affairs in order with a bunch of hard choices to make and my mom broke down again---all I can tell her is we as a family will get thru this.
My dad is rather excited as they are leaving Feb 21th and flying down to Pasadena(cali). The are going to drive over to Arizona for the Mariners spring training and visit family (we have them spread throughout cali). But he is super excited about the trip.
Now onto something cool.
My dad had asked all of us kids to pick something that we wanted that reminded us of him. When we talked about it I didn't have any idea what I wanted. My dad had spent a bunch of time digitizing our family albums and I came across these and I don't recall the day 100%.
Those are me from 1973--ya crazy. That .22 rifle is the gun I learned how to shoot with and the gun my father taught me the proper way to use and treat a gun. When I saw those pictures I knew what I wanted.
I called my dad and talked with him and told him what I wanted. He said it was funny because 2 days prior he had gotten the gun out of storage and it was the only gun that was not stolen when my parents were broken into like 7 years ago.
So we had a family gathering yesterday and my dad surprised me..
So my own sun will learn how to fire a real gun the same way I did..
Thank you everybody for the support..
