In my two week wait, I live about 8 hours from my family and today my dad (who wasn't part of my childhood much although married to my mom, separated for 20 years now) got hospitalized. I don't know how to feel. I've been crying and regretting not restoring my relationship with him, especially when things look so bad now for him. I'm trying to be positive but it's so hard. Then I get up to use the bathroom and there's a heart on my coffee table made from water (not sure where it came from) . I hope he pulls through and we get a chance to restore our once awesome daddy and daughter relationship.