I’m at home today, by myself for the first time in ages. The OH has gone to see their family and will spend all day there. They’re going to be discussing paperwork, burials, and wills, that sort of thing. I thought it best to stay home, and maybe get some baking done, or work on my website, or maybe try not think about yet another funeral.
Watching the OH’s father wither away brings up too many painful memories of my own father’s battle with lung cancer, and how he struggled (along with my mother) for almost 2 years before his heart finally gave out. This time around is not going to be any less of a struggle physically, mentally, or spiritually.
The starlings have come to roost.