Thursday, November 19, 2009

A month and a half ago on October 30, 2009, my Dad unexpectedly but peacefully died. He was 64.



Since then, I have written countless posts on this blog, only to erase them... some taking several hours, only to be highlighted and deleted. I couldn't find the right things to say.



Some were long obituaries, some eulogies, some life stories, and some were straight documentation of the sequence of events following. None felt right.

Taken by Dad's good friend, Maury.


So I just want to reassure you, dear reader(s), that while the situation honestly and truly sucks, I am doing well. My support structure aggressively made sure that my mouth never stopped moving, and that whatever was on my mind had absolutely no time to sit and fester. For several days, Shaggy would even call me from his 2nd shift job on both breaks and lunch, just in case I needed to get anything out. And I did. And it helped. Dark Haired Girl's support was absolutely critical to maintaining my composure, and sanity in general during the turbulent week following Dad's death.

So I'll spare you the eulogy, the obituary, and the miniature biography.



Goodbye Dad. I love you, and I miss you.

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

I am in the midst of handling a family tragedy. Believe me, since Sunday evening I now have much to say, just not right now. Know that I'm ok, and I'll have a nice long post within the next few days.