For those of you who have been reading my blog, I'm sure you know that my father has cancer. Well, things have gotten progressively worse in the past few days. When I left Tuesday evening, he looked like a person I'd never seen before. It is the saddest thing I've ever seen.
My dad has never been the emotional type or the type of person who talked about his feelings for his loved ones. His love for me was always expressed in kind words of praise.
Even still, as I watch him slowly fade, I realize that even though I told him how much I love him, I never told him how truly grateful I am for all he has done for me through my life, for standing beside me when things were tough and for believing in me when even I had lost faith in myself.
I'd like to think that he knows all these things through all of the sentimental greeting cards I've given him through the years, but it's just so hard to say those things now. It's so upsetting to see him so sick and knowing that he doesn't have long makes it that much harder.
What do you say when words aren't enough? What would you do?



