Our nursing home fulfills the needs of its residents. Most of the residents are debilitated or unable to walk. My Dad and I are the only ones that are able to walk and think cogently, in my estimation.
What I wish for is to live with my Dad in a house of our own. I wish we could live independently with home health care. I wish to have a dog from the shelter to keep us company.
I want to write again. My imagination is still alive. But I need a place where I can write in peace.
I pray that God will give my Dad and I this blessing.