Almost 13 years ago, at about this time, dad was in the hospital. He was fairly sick at the time and it seemed that he was in for a long period of time. He had a little "ICU itis", as the nursing world likes to call it. Some times he said some pretty goofy things. We laughed a lot when we were out of his hearing range. He was pretty direct that we get out to the garden and get the rice crispies picked for the day once. A little confusion on pain meds provided much entertainment for the kids. One time I walked into the hospital room he said, "I know you....you're the girl who is knocked up." I kind of chuckled and said yes dad, " I'm Pam and I have 4 kids." Trent was only about 8 months old. He was pretty insistent that I was some girl that he knew who was knocked up. We all shared some pretty loud hoots of laughter over that one until one day about 3 weeks later when I realized that I was indeed 'knocked up" with our fifth child McKinzie.
So then we wondered...was he so close to heaven that day that he actually got to see her before we did?
Hugs,
Pam
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