This post is going to be very short, and very painful. Sorry SEO, but you are not going to like it. Yesterday, we lost a close family friend. While we may not have shared blood, we definitely shared hearts. I would love to post a picture of Dave, but I won’t out of respect for the family.
He was the kind of man who would do ANYTHING for everyone. When my kids were younger, he would come to the house each day to get them off the bus on the days that I worked. When I started dating my husband, he always made me feel part of the family.
He was tough when he needed to be, soft when it was necessary. He was the one who carved the ham at Christmas. I ache knowing that next week someone else will be using those tools. It is almost too much to bear.
I feel like there is a hole in my heart right now. Working today will be a plug-in the hole, but I don’t know if it will ever be fully repaired. Wednesday is going to be beyond horrific for the entire family. Especially for hubby’s grandparents who were closest to him. Being around his age, I am sure that his passing will question their mortality, and I can’t stand it either.
So this is the dark side of my blog. This is the total opposite of all my happy, upbeat and humorous posts. This is the one that makes me real, and human, and just plain me.
So what do I do? How do I keep this pain out while dealing with the petty and stupid people I will have to deal with today at work?