I dunno what to write. i'm sitting out here..tears streaming down my face as I read this post. I'm just so overcome by all your kindness and prayers and love. It's giving me so much hope and assurance that I'm not alone. And it is such a great comfort knowing this. 

I've been told by elders that Dad may not last the year.. he's slowly giving up. The dr says he will live. And day by day, I watch him waver into giving up or living. This afternoon. he insistied on doing a bit of light yoga, all which has to be done lying on the bed. This evening..at dinner..i could see how tired and fed up he was of it all..the pain. the weakness, and not being able to sit longer than ten minutes. And life.  Pakinsons has its tight grip on him. Osteo has fractured all his back bones. He's lost his appetite and lost a lot of weight within 3 weeks. .I don't have family in India except him. So everything is on me.

i know I disappeared.. and I'm sorry. I ought ot have known I have friends here who care.

Bless your hearts. And thank you for being here and for being you.