Last of the Flock

This is one of the most painful posts I have ever written

but I feel like I need to get it out ~ document it and my thoughts and feelings

strange really since the world of social media has not been something 

I have been keeping up on the past week or so

other than a couple of Instagram posts and some time spent on Facebook

a week ago Friday my father in law ~ Lee was not feeling well

he had pain in his back and was taken to the hospital by ambulance

things went from bad to worse on Saturday and on Sunday morning

he passed away

it was sudden and honestly I think we are all still in shock

the doctors have no idea what happened other than he had a very bad infection set it

we will not know any more until the autopsy results come back 

the middle child of 5 ~ and the last one to go

over the past I heard the term used more than one

"he was the last of the flock called home"

saying goodbye to this man that welcomed me into the family from day one

that treated me like a daughter

stepped up when my own father passed away

was heartbreaking to me

he was full of life ~ teasing in a way only he could

I loved him so

my boy's heart is broken ~ I know how the pain feels

when you heart physically hurts

I am here for him and will stand by his side

give him his space when he needs it and will wrap him in a hug when he needs that too

in good times and in bad

he was there for me and now it is my turn

he told me on Sunday that now he knows how I felt

all those years ago

maybe I had to go through it first so I can help him now

so thankful for this last family photo taken on Good Friday this year

it was my birthday ~ we were celebrating Easter

surrounded by family ~ it was a very good Friday indeed

2001 ~ our wedding day

Lee with his 2 boys

one from the archives of he and Barb

it is one of my favourites

Sunday morning when we left the hospital 

we went straight to his parent's place

I was out in the garage ~ wandering and looking at all the stuff hanging on the walls

I stopped and looked at the clock hanging there

the time was stopped at almost the precise time he took his last breath

coincidence ~ maybe

but I choose to believe that he stopped in

on his way to heaven.

we had visitation on Thursday night and the funeral was yesterday

so many people ~ he was a man that was well loved

and admired

stories were told, tears were shed and laughter could be heard

it was a true celebration of his life

and after a beautiful service that fit him to a T

and a small reception ~ we went to the cemetery

and said our final goodbyes

a little later on that day ~ we raised our glasses

there is now a void in our lives that can never be filled

Rest In Peace Lee ~ I will miss you like crazy

xo