I called you this afternoon to say hello and see how you were doing. You sounded so great. I could hear the smile in your voice. Robert and Liz had just arrived and you were sitting next to your beloved little Stella.
I asked how you were feeling and you said you were feeling "good, considering". You went on to tell me how you've been riding a stationary bike three miles a day for the past eight days.
Way to go Dad!
I am so proud of you. You are a fighter and you are fighting hard! You continue to inspire us all. We love you so much and we continue to pray for you every day.
Before you know it, my dream will be a reality. You'll be cruising around in your Corvette, happy, healthy and laughing. And as much as I'd enjoy some Twinkies and chocolate cream pie, how about we share some shave ice and malasadas on the beach at sunset?