Ignore Me Like You Mean It

Daddy- You're on the ventilator.  It's been about 2 1/2   days. Daddy I love you. I've been praying for your healing.  I just got done again. Anytime I think of you- all the time- I pray.  I can't believe you've been ventilated after doing so well.  I hate this. I want my strong Daddy back. I'm comforted by the fact that we talked about your death and I know you're ready to meet Jesus.  If you don't wake up, hug Him hard for me okay? And then I think, maybe you'll wake up and have a story to tell from the other side.  My heart is simultaneously at peace and shattering into pieces I can't catch. I wish I had more time with you. I wish we didn't live so far away. I wish so many things that I can't make come true.  The biggest thing- I just wish- one more time- to feel your arms around me or have you pop around the corner with a snake or mask. I promised you I won't lose my faith. I don't break promises.   I'll always follow Jesu