Thank you. Your words have meant so much.
I'm now at home - my parent's house. Everyone is well. My father was released from the hospital on Friday and now has a fancy pacemaker/defibrillator in his chest and is recovering very nicely.
(The wonders of medicine.)
I'll be spending time with my family the next few days, not doing much of anything. My husband's back in Boston with the two boys - this was the first time I've flown without a child in 3 years. It was relaxing, even in seat 20D waaaaay back in coach.
In much more interesting news, it looks like I'll get to meet the police officer that saved my dad's life. I don't know what I can say to him to fully convey how grateful I am to him. I'm considering getting his name tattooed across my forehead, but that may be a bit too much. We'll see.
Next project - enrolling in a CPR class. I'm serious. CPR is the new black. If I were to suddenly become a Miss America contestant, that would be my cause/platform: CPR. Learn it. Love it.