My Father

I am very much a "daddy's little girl". When my husband and I got married three years ago, during our reception when my father and I danced there wasn't a dry eye in the tent. My father and I have a close relationship. We tell each other everything, talk at least 2-3 times a day, always make the other smile/laugh when we're feeling down or just having one of those darn days!

 My father recently had triple bypass surgery. I like to think of myself as a strong young woman, meaning that I don't always cry during sappy phone commercials, or girly movies. At least not anymore. However that all changed after seeing my father in I.C.U. after his triple bypass. I couldn't keep my composure and had to leave his room after seeing him lying there lifeless and pale. Seeing this strong, nothing can hurt him man breathing through this machine was the hardest time for me. Not knowing if he is going to make it through after the surgery, if he'll be any different, will he suffer from any handicaps due to the procedure etc.

Although his recovery is wowing his doctors to the point where they can't believe the progress he is making, its always in the back of my mind, what would I do without him??? It brings tears to my eyes now thinking of "that" day when he won't be there to listen to me complain about my husband, son or house. The kind of day I'm having at work or the plans for a house that my husband and I want to furnish...I know I shouldn't dwell and think about all the things we have to share with each other now. What can I say?