thankful for love

We spent yesterday at my parents. My Dad is doing quite well with his hip, although he looks pale and weary and is still suffering the effects of having a general anaesthetic and coming off morphine. He can feel fairly bright, and then suddenly feel terrible again. He was very pleased to see us, as was my mum. My parents are always pleased to see us.

I was pondering on the way home last night how grateful I am for my parents. I am absolutely assured of their love for me, and that sort of knowledge gives you strength. Knowing that somewhere out there someone loves you fiercely, unconditionally, is a beautiful thing. I cannot imagine not knowing there are those people in my life. Of course this gives me moments of sheer terror at the idea of losing them - but there is no way I would ever want the bond between us to be anything than what it is.

Of course, this brings to mind someone else who loves me fiercely and unconditionally and even more - who will never be lost to me. Sometimes though, I wish, in a childlike way, that he had physical arms to wrap around me...

Today: 3-4/10, medium
Yesterday 3/10, medium

tomorrow

I've kept meaning to mention that my dad is having a hip replacement tomorrow, so any prayers for him (& my mum) would be appreciated. It was a cancellation so was very short notice - they only found out on Wednesday. He had the other one done not so long ago, relatively speaking, and that worked out fine, but it always feels strange to me when a parent is in hospital - there is an anxiety underneath. I know he didn't like staying in hospital last time so please pray there aren't any complications and that he sleeps well during the nights on the ward.