I was wheeling my dad out of dining group, thinking that exact question, feeling so down in the dumps that I couldn’t be with my former students (whom I wanted to see so much!) just when the elevator mysteriously opened without me pushing any buttons. The person next to me said, without knowing anything about what I was secretly feeling and thinking, “I guess that’s a God wink. You’re at the right place!”

I don’t know why God pulled me out of teaching to be with my dad. What I do know is He clearly wants me here. I try my best to be kind to the super creative and hard-working people here at the rehab hospital. I really try to appreciate them so they know I know they’re so awesome. Today, the physical therapist had the idea of putting on Beethoven and having the primary care doctor and then me “dance” with my dad as he was standing with support. It was so fun. That honestly was the happiest I’ve seen my dad lately. And probably the happiest I’ve been lately. Maybe we both wonder why in the world we are here, but clearly God thinks we are exactly where we need to be right now. Please pray for us!