I need to have a sense of humor when things are completely out of order. Today, we have visitation for my “bonus” dad and mother nature is apparently angry. Gusty winds, blowing snow, and dropping temperatures don’t make for a comfortable burial. It amazes me that both my father and “bonus” father died in the dead, pardon the pun, of winter. Today is the visitation and we are under a winter storm warning. Seriously, have to laugh as my favorite “bonus” sister is struggling to get in town and my “bonus” dad’s other children are already here. I don’t really know them. They have never reached out while their father was here and I was caring for him. Let’s be honest, I am know more about the Kroger cashier than I do them.
I don’t harbor any resentment as I took care of Elliott aka my “bonus dad” simply because I loved him. The last year and a half haven’t been easy as I have juggled caring for him and my Mom who suffered a severe bout of depression To say I am exhausted from all of this would be an understatement. I am incredibly grateful for my “bonus” sister, Mary, who was present through the entire process. Which is why, I need for this winter’s fury to let up so she can get it here as I don’t want to do this without her. Oh, and I would like for the power to stay on as it keeps flickering. Honestly, I am asking too much?