The faith to not be healed
My uncle gave my dad an eternity ring last night. It's what Joseph Smith wore to symbolize eternity, and my uncle Ron gave one to my dad. He said, "Never take it off, because we are eternal brothers". This photo is of Ron and my dad wearing it, alongside their other two brothers Terry and Wade. My dad is done. We just use bench marks now, and yesterday he said, "No more pills, I'm done". Yesterday my dad's entire family (all siblings, nieces, nephews...) came together for Oktoberfest. It's a party my parents throw every year, but this one was definitely different. We said a family prayer all together, and my mom told me she thinks he was waiting for this night. And now he's done. I'm not sure if it will be days, weeks or even months. But I know it's close. I spoke with my bishop about it yesterday, but I still felt broken. I cry every day, and sometimes when I'm falling asleep. I'm getting headaches every day now. And I...
