Something to Be Thankful For
Oct 25, 2019
2 minutes
BY BARBRANDA LUMPKINS WALLS
Alexandria, Virginia
I walked into the hospice room. Dad was lying in bed—his eyes half-closed, his breathing barely audible. I’d rushed to Cleveland to be by his side. I’d been home in Alexandria, chopping vegetables for Thanksgiving dinner, when my sister, Nan, called.
“I got a call from the hospice,” she said. “Dad doesn’t have much longer.”
Oh, no! Not I thought.
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