Do you have a purpose?

Well today was spent painting my dad's room twice. Erica picked out a color that looks like melted chocolate mint ice cream. Made me sick to look at it. I mean physically ill. So, after we painted the second coat of ick we realized it was not going to darken and change colors magically and we could stand it. Nope. Off to Walmart we go. Now we painted it cream and chocolate. It looks so much better. Now David has been working on the flooring all night. We should be ready to go by tomorrow as far as touching up the paint and getting things semi ready. I'm not planning on doing anything as far as furniture until the hospital bed gets here and the hoyer lift on Monday. He was moved from one room to another today. Now he does not need a "sitter" and has been put into the main hospital population. This means he is improving. He is a true miracle. Wonder what his purpose in life is. There must be a purpose. Shouldn't there be a purpose? Don't we all have a purpose? Ah, the great question of life. I miss my friends. I miss my old life. I miss my dad.