He looks to you, Sis, and smiles, but I know him very well to realize that father is giving up on you. I stay at the same place while he’s leaving the hospital. I wait for any word of yours, I hope you realize that this is the end for him, the point of no return. But you don’t make anything to stop him. And this is sadder than what I could imagine. I follow him and, even knowing that his “good bye” wouldn’t be forever, I can’t avoid to be sorry for the father you’re losing due to your pride.