I'm a hero...

Dear Nicky,

So this evening, we went across the street to our neighbors for a St. Patty's day party. Unfortunately, the whole town lost power. Laurie came over to watch you guys while Mom and I went over, but I couldn't relax knowing that the sump pumps might be overloaded. See, we have an emergency pump that runs on battery power and acts as a backup, but when the power went out, there was so much water that the emergency pump was having a hard time keeping up. Basically, I had to bail from about eight to 1:30 to avoid the entire media room flooding. (I'm dating this for yesterday, as it counts as yesterday's post.) Then, at the end when it seemed the battery was exhausted, the power was restored. The flood was averted. Many times I felt like giving up, I felt like just letting the room flood. But I didn't. I kept going. Because of you. You inspired me. I've seen you so many times want to call enough with your therapies, but you keep going, because you're brave and strong and tough. And you've got to get it from someone. You and me, kid, we're stronger than we know.

Love,
Dad