Four Days

[handful_ofdust]

So...Dad's been here since Wednesday (with Janina, his "girlfriend", who he's been with longer than he was married to my mother, at this point). They're here to see Cal, and that's going well, so I'm happy; the whole thing's rather loaded in terms of him and me, as ever, but I can take it. Had this rather sad moment on Thursday when he took off his sandals so I could treat a blister that'd formed, and I saw his feet--very spotty and old-man-gnarly, with whitish hair on the toes and longish uncut nails. And thinking, of course: How long do I have left with him, exactly? How long does Cal have, considering how much he seems to be enjoying it? How many visits like this, and how much empty time in between? Janina's part of it too, of course, trying the unofficial Grandma hat on, and doing wonderfully. But...yeah. It's such a damn can of worms. Always has been, always will be.

And--I'm tired now, so I suppose that's it. Just wanted to say.