on vunerability...
Good People of the Internet, I have a question. What do you do when the person who eases your fears is petrified? I ask this because it is the situation I find myself in currently. Let me bring you up to speed.
This past Sunday morning, November 26, my father suffered from a ‘mild stroke’ as they say in the business. Personally, I’m from the school of thought that says no stroke is mild but then again my dad could be a lot worse off. He is okay and in good spirits. Nothing is physically disfigured. He has motion in all of his limbs. Here’s where the old Luther ends.
My dad is scared. He’s scared sh*tless. During my visit today, he broke down and wept openly. This thing has shaken him to the very core. Let’s talk about sobering… It is sobering to see my best friend, business, business partner, and no 1 fan (tied with mom) lying in a hospital bed with the strength of a 12 year old (if that). It is sobering to him struggle to read an item 2 feet in front of him. It’s heartbreaking to see a giant of a man brought to his knees in the blink of an eye. As I left the hospital today, I had tears in my eyes. When I got in the car, I started to cry like a little kid. I just want my daddy back. I just want him to have himself back…
After a stay in the hospital, he’ll be taken to a physical therapy clinic where he’s projected to spend about 2 weeks. We’re told that with work, he will regain 98% of his functionality. We hope and pray on that every second of every minute he’s down. But this therapy will take strength like no other. I struggle to find an individual with stronger character that my dad and he’ll need every ounce of it and then some. Here’s where you come in. Some of you may know my dad intimately; some may have never met him. Whatever your relationship, I ask that you pray for him. Pray that he has the physical strength to endure what lies ahead. Pray that he has the strength of character to persevere in the bleakest of hours. And when you need a break from praying for him, pray for my mom. She constantly assumes the role of the immovable rock; our current situation is no different. Pray that she has the strength to continue her course. Pray that she understands that it is okay let someone else be the rock for five minutes so she can rest her own weary soul.
That’s where we are right now. If his condition improves, dad could be headed to rehab by the end of the week.
To those of you that have already begun sending prayers up, those that have called with well wishes and words of encouragement, my family and I thank you. To those of you that have come by to check on him, thanks a lot. To the rest of you that are just learning about my father’s condition, thanks in advance for whatever support you provide. They say it takes a village to raise a child. I’m calling you, my village, to raise a man. A great man.
Thanks for Reading.
-Lucien Dowdell, son of Luther D. Dowdell
This past Sunday morning, November 26, my father suffered from a ‘mild stroke’ as they say in the business. Personally, I’m from the school of thought that says no stroke is mild but then again my dad could be a lot worse off. He is okay and in good spirits. Nothing is physically disfigured. He has motion in all of his limbs. Here’s where the old Luther ends.
My dad is scared. He’s scared sh*tless. During my visit today, he broke down and wept openly. This thing has shaken him to the very core. Let’s talk about sobering… It is sobering to see my best friend, business, business partner, and no 1 fan (tied with mom) lying in a hospital bed with the strength of a 12 year old (if that). It is sobering to him struggle to read an item 2 feet in front of him. It’s heartbreaking to see a giant of a man brought to his knees in the blink of an eye. As I left the hospital today, I had tears in my eyes. When I got in the car, I started to cry like a little kid. I just want my daddy back. I just want him to have himself back…
After a stay in the hospital, he’ll be taken to a physical therapy clinic where he’s projected to spend about 2 weeks. We’re told that with work, he will regain 98% of his functionality. We hope and pray on that every second of every minute he’s down. But this therapy will take strength like no other. I struggle to find an individual with stronger character that my dad and he’ll need every ounce of it and then some. Here’s where you come in. Some of you may know my dad intimately; some may have never met him. Whatever your relationship, I ask that you pray for him. Pray that he has the physical strength to endure what lies ahead. Pray that he has the strength of character to persevere in the bleakest of hours. And when you need a break from praying for him, pray for my mom. She constantly assumes the role of the immovable rock; our current situation is no different. Pray that she has the strength to continue her course. Pray that she understands that it is okay let someone else be the rock for five minutes so she can rest her own weary soul.
That’s where we are right now. If his condition improves, dad could be headed to rehab by the end of the week.
To those of you that have already begun sending prayers up, those that have called with well wishes and words of encouragement, my family and I thank you. To those of you that have come by to check on him, thanks a lot. To the rest of you that are just learning about my father’s condition, thanks in advance for whatever support you provide. They say it takes a village to raise a child. I’m calling you, my village, to raise a man. A great man.
Thanks for Reading.
-Lucien Dowdell, son of Luther D. Dowdell
posted by thetruthspeaks at 12:20 AM
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you never cease to amaze me.
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