April 17th

It's April 18th, barely, and yesterday was my dad's birthday. He would have been 62. I don't think I have mentioned him that much on this blog. That's probably for the best, because my relationship with his memory is intensely private.

But from my hospital bed, and running on no sleep, I just wanted to say...

I love you more than there are stars in the sky.
Happy Birthday Dad!

I'll update later tomorrow. I literally haven't slept more than 4 hours in the last day and half.

Love,
Phee