I spent a portion of this Father's Day with my Dad in the emergency room waiting for the test results to come back on my mom who may have suffered a mild heart attack. When my brother and his family arrived Dad and I went out to my car so he could eat. When I handed him his hamburger I kissed his check and told him "Happy Father's Day", he laughed and said "it was better than a card as at least he could eat the burger" and I laughed and said "I got you one of those too". And then we both laughed together. I told him that this was not the dinner we were suppose to have and he, like always, said "it was just fine." We started reminiscing about the many holidays and special days that were spent in the hospital due to all of Mom's illnesses and the things we had done together to pass the time while we waited and all of the untraditional dinners that were ate. He made this day seem like any other day and both of us were able to place our worries and stress aside for a little while. I am truly blessed to have this man as my father for he has been the one to teach me that sometimes you can laugh in the the most trying of times.