I have posted about more loss of loved ones this year that anything else. I was just saying to my wife yesterday morning...
"All the death we have experienced this year has gone deep into head and I am so distraught and paranoid. I have never been like this but now I dream of it, and it weighs heavily on me daily."
I made this statement as we were on our way to an amusement park yesterday morning. My wife and I, our daughter and two of her friends headed out for a day of fun.
At 5 pm my wife's cell phone starting going nuts with calls coming in and voice mails being left. She answered once and it was too noisy to hear. She later went to a quiet place to return some calls.
She found out some news she would not speak of from the park.
I knew something was very wrong as we traveled home. She drove for an hour saying nothing, with music playing softly.
When we arrived home she sat myself and my daughter on the couch and turned first to my 12 year old with tears in her eyes. Brianna said, what is it mom, just say it. She composed herself and said..."Grandma Caroline died"
I nearly fell off my couch and my daughter went to pieces.
This woman was a extremely intricate part of my wife's life. She was her closest friend and very much a mom to her. She was grandma to my daughter. My daughter loved her deeply. She was actually in the delivery room when Bri was born.
She was a godly woman who impacted so many lives. This is devastating news for us at a time I can't process any more death.
I'm sorry for spilling here but I am truly at a loss to even know how to process my emotions anymore.