Memory of the day my family moved my dad to hospice on January 5, 2017.

One of my sister's just posted this. It is so cute I have to share it.

We are at the VA with my dad. He is being discharged today and we are moving him to hospice care. He was so excited to leave the hospital that he got himself out of bed and dressed this morning. He was sitting in a chair when we arrived.  It's been a few hours and we just asked him if he was tired and wanted to get back in bed for a while. He said, "No, because that's the last place I want to be, because I if this is it I'd rather be sitting down."  He still has a great sense of humor. He also just said a sweet little poem about how he appreciates how we fluff his pillow on his bed and make it comfy for his head, dance around the floor, before going out the door, dancing with grace, before she spits on your face."  We laughed so hard we may have peed our pants a little.