Thursday, May 22, 2014

The Saddest Of Road Trips



 As always, poor Sable could not relax but had to keep her eye on the road for much of the ride.
 We did have beautiful clear skies from Houston to just north of Hope, AR but then we ran into storms.
 Joe enjoyed the stops at the rest areas along the way.
 I did not enjoy sitting in the traffic on I30 due to construction.
The purpose of our trip was to take my Father to the Ozark mountains to his final resting place.  He passed away last week at the age of 98.  He would have been 99 next month and looked forward to being 100 like a child looks forward to being a teenager.  Dad and Joe come to live with me 3 years ago after his bout of pneumonia.  I can't say that I have started to grieve as of yet.  I sure missed him when he fell and first had to go to the hospital back in late March. Now I am kind of numb.  Joe seems to know what has happened and has been in a blue mood.  Perhaps he knows that we are both orphans now?

7 comments:

SEAN (The Jeep Guy) said...

I'm so sorry. I know you loved your father and that you miss him. He was lucky to have a son like you.

Tim said...

My sincere condolences Rick, you have 2 of the best friends in the world to help you difficult times.

Howard in CT said...

Rick, I am so sorry for your loss.

I hope you can find comfort and peace in knowing that you provided your Dad with a comfortable home in his last years, and gave him the best care any person could ever have.

Blobby said...

So sorry to hear this. It was great that he was living with you, and Joe too. There is not set time to grieve. Keeping you in my thoughts.

Stan said...

So sorry for your loss. May your Dad Rest in Peace.
Hugs,
Stan

Ur-spo said...

I am glad to see you have support here; I too want to wish you condolences.
By the way, the entry was well written and lovely.

Harpers Keeper said...

Sorry for your loss.