I'm sorry you're hurting.
I wish I could fix it all for you.
But you should know,
I fear for the safety of you.
But I cannot fix it, you have to.
You are my father and I need you.
I don't want to be thinking, I unfortunately, soon, will be without you.
I don't want to be here without you.
Fix this, for all that care about you.
Me and you.
I Have Terminally Ill
that I watch and wait beside and help all I can, (I am 66 - it is happening with greater frequency) but unfixable is inevitable and I wait and do what I can. This write touched me where I stand. - allets -