“Fight one more round. When your feet are so tired that you have to shuffle back to the center of the ring, fight one more round. When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard, fight one more round. When your nose is bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish that your opponent would crack you one on the jaw and put you to sleep, fight one more round — remembering that the man who always fights one more round is never whipped.” Gentleman Jim-James J. Corbett
Now the circumstances that make our situation unique is the age my father became disabled, 62 years old. When we began our care-giving of my father we had one child, a 2 year old daughter. Two years later we added another daughter and six years later our third daughter. When explaining my situation with my father to people I often get a how can you do that with children. Juggling little kids, my father and our jobs, which are both an hour from our home, is most challenging and quite frankly a bit crazy, but I know of no other way. As I stated in the MY Dad page, he dealt with a lot during his life and I can not imagine any other way because of his example. No matter how hard or crazy his life got he was always there and always took care of his family. I can not envision him being in a home and I want to show my daughters, by example like my father did, that you take care of your family. I know that the day may come when I can do no more for him and it becomes necessary for all that the next step be taken, but until then we will fight one more round.