Truly Blessed
Lots going on these days and I've been feeling a bit guilty that I haven’t been as attentive to Gordo like I typically am.
Not regarding his medical care, etc., but with the level of social interaction.
Mind you … he never complains.
This morning I was changing his wet socks … as he managed to knock over a huge cup of water … then proceeded to walk through it. Thank God he didn't fall. Anyway …. I was putting on his socks. He reached for my arm and in all sincerity said. “ Pooker Annie … I really appreciate you”. Oh Dad! (lump in throat) I appreciate you too! … We’re a match made in heaven … you and I”.
He thinks about my comment and says … “Well … that’s true.” Then back he went to his Houston Chronicle.
For that one minute … Gordo was MY caregiver.
I am truly blessed.
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