this morning #1729.
this morning, while i lay in my childhood bed texting with my lady, i could hear mom pacing back & forth down the hallway, chatting on the phone with one of her sisters. detailing the situation. though dad was stable, just shaken up & slightly foggy, the doctors opted to keep him in the hospital overnight for observation. i’d driven there right after work. spent an hour chatting with him before the nurses urged him to get some rest. mom & i said bye & headed home. for the rest of the night, i tried distracting her with stories of three things: my job, my new lady & my new outlook on life. the first was to assure her that i’m doing ok. the second was me trying to give her hope. the third was largely inspirational. far from reality.