This was also Mike's way of letting me know to keep our conversation quiet....for the moment.

It was hard, because I wanted to rush up and hug Daddy and tell him it would be ok and I'll take care of him, but I knew that would be the wrong reaction. It would just get him upset. Instead, I resolved to be the best, most loving little girl ever and take good care of her Daddy.

It was a good rest of the afternoon. We even stayed in for supper, but afterwards Mike and Helen started looking tired, so we blew off the fireworks and headed home. Meg decided she was...