My dadโs birth certificate says Jonathan Wayne but for much of my life I nearly forgot that his legal name wasnโt Wayne. Nobody ever called him Jonathan. He was always Wayne.
As a kid, sometimes salesmen would call his house asking for Jon and weโd laugh at the sneaky attempt to disguise themselves as a friend or family member calling. It was a decent guess to think that someone named Jonathan might go by Jon โ but my dad never โฆ Read the rest
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What a day.
I have a large backlog of prostate cancer-related โฆ Read the rest
Last summer when my dad was told that he no longer was having success with hormone-related medication to treat his prostate cancer, he knew he was basically opting for comfort care from there on out. Thatโs when he suggested that my boyfriend and I move in with him. With me working from home, I would be able to be with him almost all the time. He didnโt need much practical help, he just didnโt like being alone more than anything โฆ Read the rest
Itโs been a long time since Iโve been active on this blog. The main reason is that my dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer in September of 2018. Itโs turned my word upside down. My priorities had to change. Now Iโm i a palce where Iโm ready to come back to blogging here at Frank Loves Beans more regularly even though life still feels chaotic a lot of the time. I plan to still blog about my pugs, the curly โฆ Read the rest