Mardi Gras was also my father’s favorite holiday, so I knew I needed to do something optimistic to uplift his spirits because he was in the hospital and wouldn’t be returning home unlike me. I decided to get up and put on my makeup, fix my hair, and put on my brand new dress I had bough for the ball.
Once I was dressed and ready, I grabbed some of my father’s Mardi Gras throws since he wasn’t ride that year and I headed down to the hospital. I thought, if we can’t attend the ball together, we could at least try and make the best of it in the hospital. I brought all sorts of Mardi Gras throws and decorations to decorate my fathers room. We I showed up to my father’s room all dressed up, it brought tears to his eyes, as he saw his little girl all grown