Today, I received news that my father was admitted to the hospital. He consoled me saying that the doctor told him not to worry, stating that it may have been a fluke or a shadow causing a mistake in the diagnosis. I thought the fact that he was consoling me, while he himself was in the hospital was ridiculous – but I also realized that this was my father showing his love for me. My dad has always been the person to put others before himself and because I’m his “little, baby girl,” I’ve automatically been on the top of his list. I love my dad.