On Monday morning Chris' Dad died. He had had been ill with Alzheimer's for maybe 15 years. Had not known us for the last 5 years maybe and been in a home for the the last 4+ years. I knew it would happen eventually but it still came as a shock to get the phone call. Hard to know what to think or feel really. For Dad it must be a release. For his spirit to get out of that shell of a body and mind. For us here it is a sepration, at least for now. My Mum feels it mostly, of course.
Dad's funeral is tomorrow. No doubt there will be many people there. He was a popular guy. We are calling it a celebration of his life rather than a funeral. For me, I have many fond memories. These I will hold onto until I meet him again, which I will. I do believe my Dad is now in Heaven. Find it hard to imagine him 'being at peace' though. Bet he's running .. somewhere. Was always running. Out in whatever counts as hills up there.
So Cheryl and I are home in the UK for about a week to be with family. Like I said impromptu but not altogether unexpected. Dad has now gone home too..
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