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On a more serious note folks, I'm happy to say I've been talking to my daddy every day since he's been ensconced in his new digs.

We usually talk three times daily but sometimes it's only once or twice because now that he's feeling better, he's making the rounds to mingle and mix with the other residents.

If I can't catch him between lunch and dinner, I know I can catch him after dinner, before he goes to sleep.

Sometimes he sounds really tired but he sounded strong and upbeat in our most recent conversation. He said he was watching football and eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

It made me happy to hear him that way, like his pre-stroke self.

My gratitude overflows.

Amen.