Where do I begin?

I don't know where to begin.
This morning began with a great sunrise in Oregon.



I got my 1st ever picture with Santa at PDX.



I saw some of the best "Kick my own ass pants" waiting to board the plane



An equally odd shuttle van at MCI.



And a sunset equally as gorgeous as today's sunrise.




And now I am back in Wichita.
I am right back at Via Christi regional Medical Center.
I am once again spending the night in the hospital with my dad.
Last time I was here they were searching for answers.
This time we have answers and dad's prognosis is bad.
The doctors say he may only have a day or so.
His body is giving out.
How can this be?
He only came here a few short months ago for a knee replacement.
He wanted to be in good shape to take mom to the Holy Land next year.
And now he is dying?
How does this happen?
This wasn't part of the plan!
But I suppose deep down I have always known that it isn't MY plan...ever!
I go from, disbelief, to grief, to determination, to acceptance, to blessing, to resignation, to confusion, to laughter...
bouncing around the emotional room like a high powered superball.
My dad isn't supposed to be dying!
But he is.
We are all gathering.
One more sibling is yet to arrive.
We hope to find the best way to Celebrate dad & his life.
And then we will have to learn how to continue to be family without his amazing presence!
It will not be an easy task!

Location:St Francis N,Wichita,United States