I’m still traveling every day to my father’s house almost an hour’s drive away. He remains at home in hospice care, and this week we were told he probably has only two to three weeks to live. His decline can be seen daily, and he no longer knows who I am. At the age of 93, he has put up a good fight. We are grateful for all the help provided by his caregiver and all of the hospice personnel who are here every week.