Telling my Dad

Today I called my father to tell him the bad news. Kristopher was in the hospital and all alone for the day. I asked my father to call Kristopher, and he did. Unfortunately, Kris was too weak to have a long conversation. My father lives on the other side of the country, and my parents are divorced. When I was a child, I thought that there was nothing worse than watching my parents get divorced, but watching what ALS is doing to my friend and family member has proven me wrong. I am thankful to God though, that my dad wants to be more involved in this situation. I noticed he wire me some money today as well. I knew right away who it was for why I was entrusted with it. I left work early to buy Kristopher a Christmas present. I had to idea what to buy him though! I ended up buying him a festive plant for his hospital room and card signed by me and my girlfriend. My dad called me tonight to say a prayer, and he thanked God for our health, while I thanked God for my dad. I might be a smarter, richer, and better man had my parents not divorced and my father moved away. On the other hand, I would not be as grateful for his time and attention now, had he been here my whole life. Thanks, Dad. I love you.