a photo of a summer day 4 weeks ago
when my oldest flew home because we knew Hank didn't have too many days left on this earth.
My dear sweet father-in-law passed away this week.
I really don't have any words to say,
just not even at that point yet.
My chest hurts and I feel numb and my brain isn't really working.
I also feel a tad panicked that I am going back into that dark spot
that I found myself in after my mom died last year.
I wasn't going to share, as my blog seems to be in transition
and I was seriously planning on making it only about art,
but then this photo stared at me this morning and I decided to be brave.
My son says it all right here
and I am so thankful for his words when mine fail.
Hug and love your parents this week...