My Sad Dad

This photo was taken at Christmas when we went to visit. I didn't get a picture of him this trip. Last Wednesday, my dad came into town for business. While using a borrowed pocket knife to cut a zip tie, his hand slipped and severed 2 tendons on his index finger of his left hand. He had planned on staying through the weekend to help Troy & me with the house, but it turned out, he spend the next 3 days in and out of the Emergency Room, surgery, and recovery. He wasn't able to help at all, and was soo sad about it. I felt bad, too. He was pretty uncomfortable all weekend, and was feeling more like a burden than a help. We were still happy to see him, but wish it had been under more favorable circumstances. Poor Daddy!