Socks Without Partners

No photo...just a bit of news...

Sunday morning. Three days after my father-in-law passed away from liver cancer. They say it was probably heart failure that did it, with his potassium levels off the scale. He went to hospice urgently on Wednesday and by Thursday afternoon, it was all over.

We are now in Victoria ... for those local, you saw the Horseshoe Bay ferry terminal accident Thursday morning. We were just arriving at the Tsawwassen terminal as most of those diverted travelers were making their way to the functioning ferries. We were sitting in line, WAITING for the BC Ferries folks to sort out the carnage of thousands of travelers waiting to start their Canada Day weekend festivities. And the phone rang. 2:22 pm.

Dad is gone. That is what the voice on the other end said. Gary started weeping. I went into supportive wife and sad daughter-in-law mode. New role for me (well, I am usually pretty supportive but the whole grieving thing is DEFINITELY new).

So we are here until Tuesday or Wednesday at least. The service is Tuesday afternoon. Then we watch to see what happens with Mom. And I will find time to work because life does go on, even though we want it to just pause now and again.

Writer's group friends...email me. I do not have any email addresses with me so I have not been able to touch base with you all since last week. In all the confusion, I managed to get my work stuff, but none of my fun stuff.

Thanks in advance for your kind thoughts and words of wisdom. It is easy to try and tell yourself that at least Grampa is not suffering anymore, but this was my husband's father and, well, that sort of salve on a mortal wound does little.

(By the way, there is some FUNKY thing going on with this computer (not mine) and it is adding a funny èeè -- see, just like that -- that was supposed to be an e with two single apostrophes -- anyway, try to translate. I cannot figure it out.)

posted by JSY @ 9:57 AM