Meeting with Lane Carson

The meeting ------------------- well all I am going to say at this point is UUUUGGGGHHHHH! If you have been reading my blog all along, you must know how frustrated I felt when daddy was placed in a geri-chair and I was fighting to get him up, walking and in a regular wheel chair so he could use his legs. I feel almost as frustrated now. There - enough said - I am still fighting.

I am posting a picture today that I shows what a difference a familar voice means to daddy. I didn't realize this until I got home and looked back at some pictures I took of him. Again I found him in the hall -- sitting --- staring into space as usual. I talked to him as I approached him and you will see the expression on his face in the first picture. The second picture was snapped as I told him "The Pest is here -- I'm your Winona Lynn and I love you" The picture I took was just the beginning of the wide grin he produced. He turned, laughed and he took my hand. We walked around the wing, singing. He was very happy today, laughing, humming, and very loving. It is days like this that keep me going --- I love my daddy.