When Frank was about to have a heart attack and called home, I cried, and I couldn't stop crying. . . When a person reaches old age, it is a cruel thing for him to leave his wife. . . . But when we face it, we can't do anything, we can only do our best to give the old man everything we can give, only filial piety, and then filial piety. . .
Old Frank said, why can you say anything to your mom, and when I pick up the phone, you just say, what about mom? After hearing this, my heart became naked and clear about my father. I call my family at least once a week, but I have very little time to chat with my father. I have trivial life and even work. I just talk to my mother. If I want to know the situation at home, I also ask my mother. Been doing this all the time.
I think that my father is really a very wronged character. He has an incomparably generous love in his heart, but he has never been able to express it in a suitable way. He has an extremely urgent desire in his heart but has never been known to us. They all carry too many things in their hearts. It's a little scary to think about, maybe in the decades we've been with my father, we haven't really understood him, and we've never really gotten to know him attentively. . .
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