I'm so sorry, Daniel.
Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else
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Ooof, that's tough, Daniel. Your poor mom, not getting told.
I'm sorry for your loss, Daniel. How is your mom doing?
That is sad, Daniel. I am sorry for your loss.
Daniel, condolences on your loss.
I hope you understand when I throw in a bonus "WTF" for the extremely late notice. Because, really, WTF?
Sorry to hear of your loss, Daniel.
Daniel, I'm so sorry for your loss and for the bizarre delay. How horrible for your mother.
Sorry to hear it, Daniel.
Daniel, I'm sorry for your loss.
Thanks, It really hasn't hit me yet, I don't think. I kind of lost track of him. He may have been living in Washington, I know he and his wife moved from Las Vegas after many years to Canada, then back to las Vegas, then ...Argh.
Anyway. Mom is doing fine. She will not be attending a funeral she had been planning to go to tomorrow for obvious reasons.
She is holding up, though. His death hasn't hit her quite yet, either.