Remembering!

I can’t believe that is over a year now since my friend’s father died. He was 95 years old. I feel so bad because my friend and I were so close and every time she visit me she always bring her dad with her. One day when I visit my friend I was wondering why she is caring this black bag when I ask her what it is, she said it’s portable oxygen concentrator for her dad because he can’t walk too much anymore because he start breathing really hard, that’s why he needed the portable oxygen. Anyway, I know where ever he is now his in a better place with god.