A trip to Ohio in February wasn’t on the top of my things-to-do-this-year list. Don’t get me wrong – I absolutely love my family, but maybe I love them a little more in the Fall or Spring. But when my dad wants something, like a visit from his son or to have his driveway shoveled, he wants it now.
Determined to get his way, he landed himself in the hospital.
Sure enough, his plan worked. I hopped on a plane and ventured into the great white north. My body had forgotten what winter temperatures feel like. The highlight of the trip of course was getting my dad back to the comforts of home – far away from the beeps and alarms of a cardiac care unit.
No visit is ever long enough, and Saturday I had to make my way back home to SoCal.
