A Break from the Stitching Blog
To say it has been devastating to watch my dad decline in this manner would be a complete understatement. He was a very intelligent man with a gift for words, and he can now hardly respond to simple commands. He usually cannot even form small phrases. He can sometimes give us one word answers, other times he can't answer us at all. These past few days when I was with him it often times seemed he didn't know me at all, although yesterday he did say 'hi' to my brother by name. There are moments that are more lucid than others. Happily though, at times he still shows his sarcastic wit with a wonderfully snide comment here or there.
So for awhile there's a break in reports on stitching. I don't know when I'll return with updates on that, as at this time it's simply not relevant in my life. There hasn't been time to stitch, for one thing. I hope that makes sense, and I am sorry that for today this blog entry is not coming from the 'cheerful' side of life. It is real though, and from the heart.