Moving On
I wrote a lengthy post on the plane to Seattle last Tuesday night, which I’ve posted in the comments to this post. When we landed, a flight attendant made an announcement asking me to push my call button so she could give me an important message, and I knew my Dad had passed away. I called my brother and he told me that Dad’s breathing had become more and more labored after I left, and he died peacefully just after my plane took off from Detroit.
I flew back to Detroit Friday night as planned, and my brother, sister-in-law and I hung out with Mom and began to pick through financial affairs. We had a gathering of friends and relatives at our house on Saturday, and I was encouraged to see how many people in the area were still alive and cared about my parents. I think my mom will have a lot of support in the days ahead.
Thank you all for your good wishes.
