Trying To Understand
A few weeks ago an MRI scan confirmed that my Dad not only has one, but three slipped discs in the upper spinal region. Due to its position and stage of development, surgery is an even fifty-fifty gamble between a complete cure or being completely paralyzed. As a man of reason and strength, he's opted to bear the pain, placing the needs of his loved ones ahead of his own.
In light of this news I have decided to spend even more time with family. I've been pestering Mum with questions about him that I had never cared to ask before. And with every seemingly inconsequential story that she recalls I have begun to view everything that he has done, and continues to do, in its proper context.
I hope Chiara doesn't wait as long as I have in trying to understand him, because she may not have the luxury of time.