Papa dear

Papa was in a nursing home for 12 days. He's home now. Doctors have said Interstitial Lung Disease.
I've moved in with my parents after 5 years. We play his favourite music, compete over food and ask all visitors to say a joke and bring wit and laughter instead of asking what the doctors say. He's tired of that.
He bosses mum and me around. We obey and sometimes don't. He walks a bit now, eats a bit more that he did in hospital and coughs a lot. I do my morning and evening practice around him. Sometimes, he likes to meditate while I do. He worries a lot, and gets angry easily. But finding no competing aggressor, the anger fizzles out. He worries over me and my finances, a secure future for me, and a good-natured husband. Mum and me wish him ease and patience. Patience, acceptance and love.