This morning I woke up thinking I was going to the temple to receive my endowments and get sealed to Travis.
I was wrong.
Instead I woke up to a phone call from my sister telling me that my dad had a stroke.
We decided to postpone our temple day (I want my dad there).
It's really weird seeing my dad in a hospital bed, I don't think I have ever really seen him sick. He is always the healthy one, the one who is worrying about everyone else, the one who takes care of every one else.