I haven’t seen it yet, but I know there is a heart waiting for me and my dad in his hospital room… As he struggles to breathe normally he still manages to make me laugh. He is very sick right now and yet somehow I am finding peace.
Inner strength from faith, from counting my blessings and being present to this Christmas season, all while Celebrating life…

My focus is on a beautiful life lived filled with love, memories, and blessings… perhaps that’s the peace I am feeling right now. Tears come and tears go, but there is a smile in my heart no matter the outcome of this next chapter.

As my dad was in a state of confusion, I watched as he drank a cold glass of milk and ate a turkey dinner with a fork. Only, the reality was there was no milk and no turkey dinner… He was hallucinating…

He seemed to be holding something with both hands and when I asked what was in his hands he said “it was a ticket” … I asked “to where?” He placed it in my hand and said “It’s a ticket to the moon, it’s yours.”
I was reminded of a poem I wrote a few years ago called the moon… Which makes me wonder, since my dad never saw this poem…

The Moon
If I could fly
I would fly to the moon
No… If I could fly
I would fly over the moon
and take you with me.
We could see the world from a view few seldom every see.
Fly away with me
And see what we have always
yearned to be…
~Amy Weider (copyright 2010)

Well, while I’m riding this wave of peace I can only hope it stays long enough to see me through whatever the following days have in store…

I know when I least expect it, I will see a heart and know its time to fly to the moon and take my dad with me…
I love you dad!

In Love, Awe and Wonder…