My Dad had surgery today. It wasn't an emergency or anything. He has been planning/dreading it for about a month, but it was still scary. Scary because he has always been around, and things like surgery and hospital stays make you start thinking about people who aren't around. I cannot imagine not having either of my parents in my life. I know that day may come, but I am by no means ready for it.

Anyway, he came through the first operation fine, but is in a lot of pain and will have to have a second surgery on Thursday. The good news is, he is very healthy and this is a corrective surgery that will hopefully help with some pain and problems he's been having in his arm. But to see this strong man, the one who has always taken care of me, in need of care himself, is humbling and not a little bit frightening. I know God is in control and I am thankful for all the prayers I know where surrounding him today. I guess it is yet another reminder to me how precious life is, and that it is those we love who make it so valuable.