I had the unfortunate news on Friday that my father had been rushed into hospital with a major stroke. He had one 10 years ago but the effects of this one have been much worse. I drove down to Manchester on Saturday and spent 3 days there. The progress that he made was fantastic but he is still struggling with his speech and swallowing.
News today is that he is managing to walk with a stick and has eaten and been given a drink. I am over the moon. It’s a long road to recovery but he’s a great man and will fight it all the way.
The following piece I wrote for him from the 3 words given over at Lily Childs Friday Prediction. The words were: spring, chain, melt. I dedicate this to the best man I have ever known.
For My Father.
I needed to be with you. The family reassured me but I felt useless being so far away. I made the journey. Luckily the snow had begun to melt, making the drive less dangerous.
During the drive I thought about the great times we’d had together. I remembered I still have the gold chain you bought me for my twenty-first birthday.
Just to see you this weekend made me feel proud to be your son. I know you will be better soon, you are a fighter, and I’m looking forward to walking with you in the Spring.
I love you.