Yesterday Dad made the journey from Sydney down to Thirroul on the train to have lunch with me. This is the longest day trip he’s had since the assault. He looked really well despite still having to wear one of those ski boot things. I made us toasted sandwiches and we sat out back on the porch at work and talked about art.
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awesome milestone for your Dad!
Indeed!
yay!
yeah
good to hear.
That’s cool. 🙂