Life is just so cruel sometimes

Been awhile..

A sad post today due to a month that I so wish could be started over. On April 8th my father-in-law passed away after months of hospital visits, misery, and all around bad health. He was such a wonderful man and father figure to me. He loved it when I would take care of him--never batted me away and accepted it with great willingness, he liked me to make him food, get him things, make jokes with him, and was always so good to me and said such wonderful things about me. He was honest to a fault in many ways and never hesitated to tell you what he thought and how things were. His loss is deep and only 12 days before my own father five years ago. P is having a hard time as are the kids but that is something that is expected with such a loss.

Mr. T had a long successful life...from bringing home his quirky Bird Scare Predator Eye and introducing it to NASA creating a name for himself publicly and then not such great success with something called the fishmitt that would never have been a hit with avid fisherman. He even interviewed on the morning show of KQRS which is so far away from the type of man he was. Could probably still find it online somewhere. He traveled to many places including Japan and loved to bring his woman to Mexico for vacations and laze around on the sandy beaches. He never stopped looking for that multi-million dollar discovery to bring his family fame and fortune. Even in his hospital bed he relished his great successes in life, bragging proudly of them.

All his stories of his childhood days he loved to share with us...he was a good man and will be missed forever. His final days were less than wonderful but memorable all the same. P and our family were fortunate to spend one very special day with him in the hospital the day before he left us. One we will cherish forever and feel special to have been part of. Tomorrow we will celebrate his life and put some closure on this very sad time and begin the journey of healing.

On Monday my mother had a fire in her basement. The damage from the smoke is pretty extensive...my childhood home will forever be changed due to this event. Loss is pretty substantial as I speak to her each day..there is always something new being added to the list. She is holed up in a hotel for 6-8 weeks until all the repairs can be completed. She is fine aside from sadness of the loss of so much.

Lastly, our beloved Brooks the Beagle from Barron lost to the devil last night after he was hit by a car. A very good dog, a loyal yapper who stole my place on the couch every day. He would see his opportunity to lay in a warm spot and take it, never failed. His buddy Reggie the Retriever stood over him on the road and guarded him P was told. A man stopped and heard P calling the dogs and told him that he thought our puppy was gone. Needless to say....P had to wake me to tell me...we decided to wake the kids and bury our beloved pet last night shortly after--at 12:30.

Life is effing cruel....it's been very hard on all of us this last month. Emotions are lost in tears and pain and the feeling of just crawling out of our skin is overwhelming. We look very forward to moving forward but the moment is just lost in sorrow....no turning right or left is going to ease it right now.

Please keep my husband and children in your thoughts and say a prayer that nothing else will drop on this family right now. It's too much for the mojo.....