When Mr. CFP and I arrived at the nursing home today, Dad had just awakened from a nap. As I wheeled him out of his room, he repeated over and over, to no one in particular, "Thank you. Thank you." I don't know what he was being thankful for, and I don't know who he was thanking.
But it was beautiful and it brought to mind this quote:
If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough. - Meister Eckhart
Dad was awake for about an hour before he slipped back into the quiet place where he spends most of his time.
My dad... still teaching me. Thank you. Thank you.