Very sorry to hear, frost. If you need anything, holler.
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As everyone else has stated... leave the booze and meds alone. U know what happens when someone gets dark and dabbles. Then dabbles some more. And so on. Your kids are enough of an intoxicant. Drink up that kid time. Best medication in the world. Stay. Strong.
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I'm writing this before I crash. I've been up for 48 hours and had 10 Full Throttle energy drinks today to keep moving. I went to bed at 1 am yesterday morning and got a call at 330 and told me to come home. I downed 2 red bulls to fight the ambien and headed to my parent's where I was all day.
Long story short, I was there when he breathed his last at 8 pm and was there when they came to haul his body away. I'm already working on a euolgy and have assigned pall bearers. I still haven't broken down to cry yet but I did say my goodbyes and what needed said at 5 am yesterday morning.
Night yall.I wear a Fez. Fez-es are cool
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Thanks guys. Well I slept in a bit and I'm still drained but at least he's not wasting away anymore. Cancer took him from a vibrant 75 year old who was dragging crossties around by himself last year, to a wasted shell of who he was that couldn't even sit up.
The good things are, family was together at the last, last night. Emotions were running high and nerves were raw and there were almost several fights but no punches thrown. The funeral is paid for and I'll be filling out the request for the Department of the Army to send a headstone when we get things settled out. I did find out that what I paid for his funeral didn't cover something called 'internment' so, I paid for the service, box and ground but not for them to open it up and close it? How the hell does that work?
We've closed ranks around my mom and everyone is running shifts being around her and we've pretty much let the neighbors who like to fuck with my parents that that shit won't be tolerated any longer. Someone was sitting on their fence last night watching everything for a few hours (obviously very stoned) and said "So, how long does he have left?" All hell broke loose and the homeowner came out to get these two long haired hippies back inside after a couple family members tried to get to them.
So, at least this shit is over and now I can continue to focus on the nuts and bolts of things that I am good at. Everyone was crying and sobbing and I was going around patting people on the back and doing what I can but that level of raw emotion is just so alien to me. I know I should cry but, there's nothing there. When I did weep, it was quick and then it was over, there's still things to be done.
Damn I'm tired and there's still so much to do.I wear a Fez. Fez-es are cool
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Jim, you have my most sincere condolences.
Don't sweat over your emotional response, that part will work itself out in the days, weeks, months, and years to come. It's been 7 & 1/2 years since we lost my Dad, and there are still times that I struggle with it.
Right now, you're doing exactly what I'd bet your Dad would want, and that is being the rock of the family.
You hang in there, and if you need anything at all, drop me a line."It is in truth not for glory, nor riches, nor honours that we are fighting, but for freedom - for that alone, which no honest man gives up but with life itself."
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