And Stephen, whom I respect, and who knows a lot more about caregiving than I will ever know, told me, “You must have the deepest reservoirs of unconditional love. If you were Catholic, I’d nominate you for sainthood!” (Wink-face emoji.) He’d have to call me the Swearing Saint...
For two days family members have trickled in to visit with each other and to tell my father they love and admire and appreciate him, and to say good-bye. Those living farther away video called to do the same. But my father has been in a coma. Today he has begun to show the signs...