I never had a chance to thank you for helping me with my father. You have always been my angel and have always guided me in my life. I took care of my father for over two years, seeing him get better and also seeing him decline. One day I called you to get some direction as to what I could do for him. Before I said anything, you knew his condition. You gave me the direction to just hold his hands. I also knew in the core of my being that to help my father, I had to be there for him. This was the hardest decision of my life.
I helped my father and nursed him back to recovery. My father's body began giving up after two years of tug of war. During this time, I held my father, holding his hand, hugging him, and letting him know that I loved him. Right before he left this world he gave me a gift. He had the biggest smile on his face. That was a miracle in itself because he couldn't move or even smile because his body was in such a state upon his death. I thank God for this miracle, and more importantly I thank you, Mary Jo, for giving me the extra push when I needed it.Mary Jo, your insight has always helped me.What's this item about? What makes it interesting?