I should've been there. I've known this day would come. But with no clear indication that he was ill, I thought it would be ok to take a vacation. I've spent the last 17 years learning how to take care of Dad, what to look out for and how to treat him... but everything I learned, of everyone I've saved. The one who inspired it all was ironically the one I couldn't help from 1200 miles away.
I'm sorry Dad. I should've been there. I should've been the one to make sure they were taking appropriate actions. I should've been daddy's little angel...
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