is done with his battle. I didn't realize I hadn't blogged since dad was making his rapid decline. Now I read my last post and think about how now I am in the process of defining my new normal of not having dad's prescence in my life. I'm sure it is sort of obvious to anyone who has experienced grief but I haven't lost a parent till now and the hole in everyday experience amazes me. Dad is everywhere. I read an article and think about dad's possible reaction. I weed the garden and think about how much he paid attention to gardens. I pronounce a word and know he won't be bothered by my pronunciation. So.......weird.
I should write more about the last few weeks so I can read it later when I might forget it. I'm mostly thankful he is done with his labor of life and is at rest from it all.