There’s really no good way to say it.

There’s really no good way to say, “Oh, and by the way…my dad is in the hospital, and we’re not sure what his prognosis will be.”

There’s really no good way to say, “The doctors aren’t talking about long-term timelines.  They are focused on getting him through the next couple of days.”

There’s really no good way to say, “Well, he’s in good hands…and things will work out the way they’re supposed to.”

There’s really no good way to say, “I can’t be there in person right now.”

There’s really no good way to say, “Just because I’m not crying on the outside doesn’t mean I’m not crying on the inside.”

There’s really no good way to say, “Momma just has a few tears in her eyes, but it will be okay.”

Because there’s no good way to say it, I just say it.  I dry my face and hope for the best.

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