The loss of a parent is something I had hoped not to have to experience so soon. All I can say is, I don't know how so many people deal with this very terrible event. If you think about it, most people lose both of their parents in their lifetime. It is practically a universal experience.
I am home now, answering hard questions about God, heaven and why this had to happen from Kid Sisters #1 and #2. Sister has kidney stones, so an emotionally painful time is compounded by a physically painful condition. My mother is strong, as always, taking care of all of the preparations, but it is hard for her. "I'm with him since I'm 13," she reminds me.
I will probably continue to blog because there is little I can do with myself right now. I would appreciate a prayer or two on our behalf for the wake and burial this week. I don't know how I am going to react to seeing my father's body in person.