Thursday, June 3, 2010

The Aftermath

Dealing with my father's death is not easy. It isn't just the sadness that sneaks up on me at odd moments and the feeling as if I'm in an elevator with the pit of my stomach sinking, but the sheer bullshit one has to deal with just to inform the world that someone has passed. I am overwhelmed by the mass of numbers I must call, minutes I must remain on hold, copies I must make, fees I must pay, etc. That seems far worse than death, somehow, unrelenting.

7 comments:

Lou said...

I so understand, and I am so sorry. Catch sleep whenever you can to keep up your strength.

Robbi said...

Thank you Lou.

Rebel Girl said...

I know what you mean. Take care of yourself when you can. Eat too.

(Is the service on Sunday? Where? When? I'd liek to come.)

Michele said...

Remember that you are grieving and that takes a tremendous toll on body and spirit. As Lou said, try to go easy on yourself and be kind to Richard and Jeremy who are also suffering. Good luck. We are praying for shalom to come to your family.

Anonymous said...

I hope you are able to get away to Yoga, like you planned. And, if you have a bit of time to spare for lunch or dinner, call me! We'll probably be running to the Post Office again tonight (It's that time of the month) so we might be in your area again. Anyway, we're always close by.

Robbi said...

The service is Sunday at 11 at El Toro Memorial Park in Lake Forest. There will be a reception afterwards at my parents' board and care, which I'll announce at the service. I wanted you to come, Lisa, and all of you.

Robbi said...

Thanks again.