seeing a woman awkwardly laughing when a guy says inappropriate, uncomfortable shit to her and invading her space is heart breaking and i always try to make eye contact with them to say ‘i know’
i made him a welcome-home card already and i just want him to be back here cracking jokes with us at the dinner table and from now on, i have a feeling im going to appreciate those jokes even more than words can express.
i love my dad so much and i am so grateful that hes okay, at least he is right now.
tomorrow we’ll find out if they can put the stint in, or if hes gonna need open heart surgery. hoping for the stint.