Today I am so grateful for my dad. He has been such a huge help to us throughout this entire time we have been staying with him while our house is under renovation. He was there for us all summer long during my chemo, right there waiting to hang out with Jackson at every moment when I had to go lay down. And he's been there for us all fall, with Jackson's repeated sick days when I had to teach and Ed had some work thing to do.
Today, again, he was there for us. Jackson woke up with yet another fever and a croupy cough. Ed was in DC today and I had a project I had to finish up at work before we leave for vacation on Saturday (fingers crossed that this bug will not waylay us), and once again, Dad stepped right in when we needed him.
Good dads can be hard to find. I'm grateful for mine.