rolling along...

A week from tonight, I will be running around like a chicken with my head cut off getting ready. We are leaving on the 27th to head back to Michigan for my dad's funeral mass and burial at the cemetery with my mom. Together again. :)

Planning all this from 2000 miles away has been a real challenge. I think I have everything ready, but whether or not it all goes the way I have planned...we'll just have to wait and see. And if it doesn't, it doesn't. The important thing will be done, that's the main thing.

But I have to admit, I think ashes are icky. I know my dad's ashes aren't "him", but his ashes are at my house. And we have to take them with us on the plane. Not in the suitcase, but carry them on with us. My hubby has volunteered to carry them. I use that term "volunteer" loosely, but he is going to carry them for me. Thanks, Tom.

The end of the school year has me real busy. My son is home from college now. Still working on my dad's stuff in my office (note the name change) and his estate. So much to do. I could be staying up all night doing stuff, but I know that's not good. I'm sleeping better now. Not great, but better. Melatonin is my friend.

I still expect to see my dad walking around the corner. When I hear the toilet in the hall flush, I think of him. There is still an empty place at the table when we sit down for meals. Sometimes, I take a whiff of the Old Spice body soap and smell him. I moved the furniture around in the living room and I can sit in "his" lazy boy chair now (which used to be mine). I missed my support group meeting last week because I shut my eyes for an hour nap and didn't wake up for three hours. Things are rolling along...up and down some hills...at least they aren't mountains anymore.