bitter sweet day. mom and I went and picked up dad today at the funeral home. we had them take him back after mass on saturday so we didn't have to worry about something happening to him. we distance ourselves from the thought of what is in the box - don't even want to go there.
but he is home and now to decide where he should go and what to do with him. we don't want anything to happen to him, it is bittersweet...... (and morbid in a way)
mom is doing okay - i guess, she doesn't say too much, i think she is still numb like we all are, still in disbelief and just feel like he is on vacation and he'll be home in a week - still hard to fathom. we are still having our sunday dinners - we will never give those up and we promised dad, at least I did, that we would continue the tradition. i think it is as important know than ever so we are able to help each other move on and to help each other with the emptiness.....
miss and love you dad!
much love to all,
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