I had a dream. That my father was sitting in his office chair, post brain tumor surgery, talking to a client in the same way that I remember him doing in the past . And he disregarded me in his usual way as to say, Dont talk. Just listen and learn. And, as I watched him in his momentary re-born state, my only thoughts were that it was borrowed time, that the tumor was going to keep growing and that a 2nd surgery was not an option, therefore only hospice. :) Anyone that knew him knows, that was not an option for him, and clearly, it was not an option for him. :)
Posted on: Sat, 26 Apr 2014 00:12:13 +0000
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