Snuggled up and on the edge of sleep last night, it occurred to me that eyes and ears are such small holes to let information in, compared to the vast area of skull that keeps stuff out. The whole world is out there, most of it bumping off your head
Obligatory: Thank you for the kind words and thoughtful messages. I wish I had ready a cathartic post which wrapped any piece of my life up in a neat or profound way. But all I have is puppies. Don’t be fooled by cuteness. My whole world smells like dog. Puppy
Mom called around 4 this morning. He went peacefully. Thanks for all your good thoughts. They helped a lot. Here’s the post from September 2011, when he sat me down to tell me there was something wrong. What a long, strange trip. xo, Anne
Firefighters came to move Dad into a hospital bed (the bed is at my parents’ house). I didn’t know firefighters were the people you called to do that job, and I didn’t ask any questions, just reporting back to you. Mom’s sister flew in to town and is staying with
Drove up, signed papers, came home. While there, I saw my dad. Eventually, we will go over everything. But today, I only want to talk about two or three things, so I don’t forget them. He has lost so much weight he looks like a different person. Or perhaps more