On Monday the 17th a friend brought me some flowers. I was able to add them to a fall arrangement I had bought a few days before.
On Monday at about 10am I got a call from Brenda, my sister, that Dad had passed on. It was definitely the shortest phone call I've had. It wasn't a surprise. In late April cancer was found on his spine, on the nerve endings. He was told about 6 months. In mid September there was a trip to the ER. Then I knew that we would be attending a funeral before the wedding.
The last few weeks he was in pain, but he never wanted to admit it to any of us kids. I miss him. He's been very lonely since Mom passed away. He followed her just over 18 months later. I can only imagine the reunion they had together. I know they're dancing again. I know I'll be with them again one day. But for now...I miss them both more than I ever imagined.