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  • It has become quite a difficult task to engage my father in conversation. He speaks as if his tongue is battleground. His words attack and defend each other. His speech is slurred by morphine & pinched nerves.

    I'm often embarrassed when I witness others struggling to decipher his mumbles. Their ears haven't been trained to be as patient as his speech requires.

    It's frustrating. Annoying. And "99%" of the time, I'm not sure his ears understand what others are saying either.

    Still, I try.

    While driving him to the emergency room, my father began to tell me about a conversation he had about Islam with someone, presumably not Muslim, at a yard sale. I shifted the conversation to try discussing some of the insecurities I have with my faith.

    I'm not sure his tongue knew what he was speaking. I'm not sure his ears understood what I was saying.

    Still, I tried.
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