This morning I was getting ready for work and the phone rang. It was my father's companion. She called to say that he collapsed while she was out last night and she took him to the hospital this morning.
Yuh know, I listened, but I didnt feel any fear or concern for him. In fact I thought sh was calling me to tell me he died.
I feel bad because some people who are not his family are taking care of him. Maybe they say that he has three children and they dont show any concern.
But wait, she had my number to call me to say he's sick but he cant use the phone just to say HI to my brother?
Living with that man was hell. I'm glad my mother doesnt pressure us to call or she's not insisting that we visit. She's leaving the decision to us.
I hope he feels better though.