Rick and I haven't talked much about it, but the truth is that his has been a difficult journey. I've had two great aunts pass away from dementia when I was younger, but this was, by far, the most difficult one yet. He seemed to rally after the surgery for his subderma hematoma two months ago, but that didn't last. In a matter of a couple weeks, things fell apart and it's been a freefall spiral since. And he struggled. It was difficult to bear witness to. I'm no stranger to death, but this was, by far, the hardest one to witness yet. I know the reason we didn't talk about it to others much is because it's hard to put it into words. There just don't seem to be words in the English language to describe how horrible it's been to see this happen to his father. It's not that we didn't want others to know. It's that we chose to stay quiet instead of struggling with language and semantics that failed us.
Rick is struggling, of course, and especially just five months after we lost Oliver - but all things given, I think what he's experiencing is normal. It's been a shock to both of us, but especially to him because this is his father. He is coping, through. He's making it, and he has a lot of support. Nobody can give him back his father or his baby bird, but he's not alone, and he knows it. We're getting by with a lot of help from our family and friends, and again words fail to express our gratitude at the overwhelming abundance of support we've already been given.
The obituary is posted at http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/thestate/obituary.aspx?n=john-richard-moorer-dick&pid=172022723&fhid=6243 . We'll have the visitation and memorial service tomorrow (I don't look forward to that). And then, life goes on. It doesn't seem fair or right, but as they said in Game of Thrones: whatever rages in here, most of the world is going on as usual out there. The world keeps turning and we turn with it, minus one important person. But we will adjust and find our new normal. We really don't have a choice, do we? One journey is over, but it continues for the rest of us, and so we shall continue. One day at a time. That's how life is made.
Thanks to all for your words of encouragement and support. I'll be back with my regular shenanagins next week.
Happy Friday to you, and I hope that you're able to have a good weekend.