Whilst visiting with my Dad yesterday, he got a much welcomed visit from a very old and dear friend of his.
For the first time since this whole nightmare began, my Dad was happy. He laughed and relaxed and some of his old spirit returned. It was so wonderful to see. There is something to be said for happiness therapy, if only it could make the cancer go away. I just want him to be as happy as he can for as long as possible, a small wish in the scheme of things. You would think the universe would allow those in this kind of situation that.
Yesterday was a good day. I can only hope for more tomorrows the same.
