I am a daddy’s girl, always will be and glad of it.
I just found out that my dad had a small heart attack last night. He is in hospital and will be under going tests in the next day or so. He may just need medication, or surgery.
I also just found out that he has just finalised selling the farm that I grew up on. Though sad, it has also been a relief that Dad has downsized and not working so hard.
I am finding this hard to write, tears are rolling down my face. It has been an emotional evening discovering that the strong man who I look up to is immortal after all. It’s just like my dad that he had been out that morning pruning trees with a chainsaw, up a ladder. And in the afternoon crawling under his new home putting in insulation (he is in his 70’s!)
I just received an email from him from his hospital bed…”Never, never give up!”. This for some reason is making me cry even more. Even though I know this incident is not the end, it has made me realise that one day I will have to deal with my dad no longer being there for me.
He is such an inspiration for me. I love him, and I wish I could be there by his side. Right now living in a different country is making this so much harder.
“Thus shall ye think of all this fleeting world:
A star at dawn, a bubble in a stream;
A flash of lightning in a summer cloud,
A flickering lamp, a phantom, and a dream”
– Diamon Sutra
Todays reading from 365 Buddhist Meditations