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Happy, happy Sunday folks!

As always, I hope everyone is somewhere safe and doing well.

There has been so much going on in my life...

First, I'm having issues with figuring out how to convert the audios to some type of video format because Blogger (a.k.a. Google) doesn't allow me to just straight up embed the audio files here.

Are y'all asking why the heck not? So am I.

But let's move on, shall we? 💁🏽

I'll go back and work my way to "now", but full disclosure: I have a date in a few hours so I might be speed writing. If anything sounds weird, don't worry. I'll return later to smooth it all out.

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After thinking I might put a little more time between visits to daddy, fate intervened in a way I probably would have seen coming if I had been using my rational mind. 

When I returned home from my June visit, my father's wife was living in the nursing home along with daddy. Well, one fine day, her warden (a.k.a. her daughter) came and snatched her out. The grapevine told me that my stepmother's daughter made an ugly scene (something the daughter excels at), cursing at her mom and saying it was time for her mom to get back home where she belonged.

So she left, to hell with my daddy. Daddy said she tried to cajole him into leaving with her but he stood his ground and did not go. (Good for you daddy!👍🏾)

A few days later I was on the road 🚙 to go see about my daddy. I felt he needed a morale boost, to know that I had not abandoned him, and he was still loved and cared for. 

We had a fantastic week-long visit. Daddy is doing exceptionally well. He asked to start physical therapy again in June and he has transitioned from the wheelchair to a walker. Even his doctors are amazed. 

If there is a genetic component to being resilient, I get it from both sides. Maybe a bit more from daddy... He has had several heart attacks -- three that I know of -- and a stroke, colon cancer, two surgeries for stent-placement and one for an implanted defibrillator. He has beat several addictions, a direct hit to the face by a flying pressure cooker lid that broke some of his front teeth in his late teens, being hit by a car as a youth...

My daddy is a survivor! 🙌🏽 👍🏽

And I want to thank you all for your prayers, positive thoughts, and positive energy for daddy's health and healing. I believe it all helps and so does daddy, who extends his gratitude through me.

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I bought a new sofa folks. It's a small futon sofa, which will hopefully never get used as a futon. It's cute. Gray fabric and black legs, two colors I never thought I would have in my living room but the futon was only $90 and I needed to get that old sofa (love seat, really) outta here. (Thanks Habitat for Humanity!)

The sofa was on sale at Aldi the week of July 18. 

It looks nicer than I imagined it would, when I saw it in the picture. 😌