My father was moved to a hospice facility last night. It’s the same facility my mother went to in February 2023.
That’s not the cosmic coincidence the title of this post refers to.
He is in the same room. He’s in the same bed.
At first I was completely freaked out by this. Now, after stewing over it for about 12 hours or so, I’m beginning to see the romance behind it. He’s not aware of it, but if he were he’d probably be delighted by it. I’m going to try to choose to feel the same.
Inside the Red Head's Head 
That’s a very good way of looking at it, and yes, he probably would be delighted. It’s like they’re reunited, in a way.
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