I still call my dad most every morning. While I’m driving to work, he’s slowly but surely making his way to breakfast in the retirement facility where my parents now live.
I sometimes have difficulty communicating on the phone with Dad since his hearing is not what it used to be. (Dad just turned 89.) So, I was encouraged when Dad told me he was getting new hearing aids. I thought that would make our conversations easier.
“I just got my new hearing aids,” he proudly announced one morning not long ago.