Random obit story. When DH#2 died the newspaper called to write an article wanting a picture and more info. I wasn't up to the task at all so his sister told me she would take care of it. Katie got his age wrong and made him a year older than he was. When I saw it published I assured her that she was in for a good haunting because he always lied about his age, but not in that direction. At least she picked a picture he liked.
And yeah, the obit policy in our local paper sucks too.
Yargh, Connie-- glad they caught it!
{{{ND}}} All kinds of coping ~ma to you. You're going through some incredibly difficult things and you're doing your best. You're a good son.
Connie! Yipes! So glad they caught it before he started taking it.
It's only because the pharmacy closed early yesterday for a state holiday that I didn't pick it up last night.
I don't need those kinds of close calls.
Yikes, Connie. That's fucking scary.
It's only because the pharmacy closed early yesterday for a state holiday that I didn't pick it up last night.
It's about damned time the Universe looked out for one of ours.
Made it out of the house for a bit. At a restaurant for some lunch. I know it will get better. I'm being cheery and positive about things around the house bit I'm weary and tired and sad. Also, I miss my Dad.
It's not the same as missing a parent, Drew, but I miss my friends Deb and Brian all the time.
I am vibing for you from afar, ND. It sounds as if you are doing more than enough. Of course you know that you will get through this, but damn, I wish it wasn't so hard get through.