Surgery

August 28, 1983: It´s definite! My father will go under the knife the first days of September. We are all jumpy and nervous. It´s hard to smile and pretend that this is an unimportant event because it isn´t. And he was once, not too long ago, so vital and strong, so in control of himself. Now he depends on us, on my sister, and that makes him feel less than.
Of course. My Tia knows nothing about any of this. She has enough problems as it is. I do try not to ask her about Luis, but he means a lot to me and probably will for a long time.