Allow me to hear my dad’s laughter again

I’m a daddy’s girl through and through. One of my favorite things about my dad, it’s his laughter, and for those who know me, I laugh just like him. It’s been over 5 years since I saw him. Between Covid, travel restrictions, and the expensive plane tickets, on top of life that we’re all trying our best to make it, the last thing I expected, is a call from home, the call that no one wants to, and would never be ready for. My dad was hospitalized, and days after they said he was going to be ok from the stroke and fall, things took a turn for the worse, doctors asking me via FaceTime to make the decision to take him into ICU and be on life support, or he will not make it till I come home. It was many long sleepless nights and worst case scenario running in my mind, the guilt, fear of the unknown. After what felt like an eternity, dad woke up, couldn’t talk or laugh, and it was the first Father’s Day that I didn’t hear his response after wishing him a happy Father’s Day from oceans afar…

I’m here, in hope of the support from the kind souls around me, to be given the opportunity to go home, and take care the medical expenses and long term care for my dad, to hear his laughter again. Thank you