I just spent a day travelling back and forth to the hometown to visit my dad in the hospital. I'm glad I got to see him and he may even be released this week.
But he's declining, and fast.
And I sit here, back at my own desk, thinking about the past two years and how little time I've had for family. Dad used to love talking politics with me; now he can barely get enough breath to talk at all.
I hope all of those people sitting in their easy chairs at home get up and do something. I'm tired, I'm tending towards despair, and I think the family will need me in the coming months more than the nation will.
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