So...day one of the funeral process is over. Visitation was okay and I saw a lot of my dad's friends. Dad is having a hard time, but who would not be if they found their mom kneeling next to her hospital bed, purple and icy cold to the touch. God, why did it have to be my dad? Why couldn't it be a hospice worker or someone prepared for this? He is
(
Read more... )
Comments 6
Reply
Reply
at least you still have your dad! they aren't all gone!
i am sorry he is not himself:-\ and also, clearly, sorry for your loss.
*hug*
(email me your address so i can send you things! (if you want crap mail!)
Reply
I will most surely email you with the address!
Reply
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
I agree that she visited me, I believe in that stuff too. I gotta have faith that I get to see all of them again. I always knew where I stood with them. They were always there for me, even when I was sure I didn't need them. We went out to dinner with dad and his gf, Steve's parents and dad's friend John. Dad is really not himself, but a few good inside jokes helped. I worry a lot because my dad is my lifeline and I am pretty much his.
Reply
Leave a comment