RJ's Dad died after several weeks of struggling with congestive heart failure and pneumonia. It was all so sudden, given that we all visited at his home for our yearly Christmas Eve party.
We are currently busy creating a slide show for the funeral home. I couldn't sleep much last night, and finally got up around four to sort through and replace photos after scanning them. The show has 27 pics now, and I expect at least one more.
We've been keeping my MIL busy with the preparations, and RJ and I have been driving her around. First it was the Nursing Facility, and now to the funeral home, and back and forth between our houses. I am not getting much rest and my silly back sprain is achy.
We were spared a lengthy goodbye, except that Duane, my FIL, was flitting in and out of reality. So glad I quit smoking early on in life, and wish RJ would do the same. Heart disease is in his family, so the recent events will surely play out again with him. It was and is so hard on my MIL, so it's like a preview for us.
In the meantime, we are all doing the best we can, and hope all the arrangements will do Duane proud.
He deserves it; he was a good guy.