Rest in Peace
My dad passed yesterday morning a few minutes after they removed life support. He fought hard at the end, but years of abusing his body left him too damaged to function.
I wasn’t there and had no idea they were going to take him off life support. I would have changed my ticket if I would have known, but at the time it felt like he was going to be on life support forever, so I did what my mother told me and got on the airplane and came home. I will miss the funeral, which upsets me because I want to be a support for my mom. I will be writing the obituary and putting together a slide show, so that’s going to be enough of a good-bye for me.
We made it home. The flights were all fine and on time. Elsa is not the travel champ that her brother has always been. If I never have to take a flight with that baby it will be too soon. She cried a good portion of most of the flights. By the last flight I was crying with her.
Closing comments because I never know what to say. The only thing to say is sorry, and I already know you are all sorry for my loss. I don’t need to put any further pressure on you. You’ve all been amazing supports for me.