Right after yesterday’s post on my afternoon malaise, I got a phone call from my husband. It was the kind of phone call you just never want to get. There was a death in the family–an incredible, sudden, terrible death.
The news barely sinking in, we hurriedly packed up to leave town, taking a rental car hundreds of miles to the family home. And now we are here, full of grief.
The entire mood is of sadness, pain, and disbelief–there were fights still left unresolved, details left hanging, all the ugly details of an untimely surprising death.