More about that in a minute.
Saturday was our Sister's Day.
A little bittersweet this time,as Tina lost Chad at the end of the week to Cystic Fibrosis.
He had been fighting for a long time...and it wasn't unexpected...but it still hurts like hell.
Harder for her, considering they were married 45 years and she has never ever lived alone before.
A Sister's Day to just hug and talk....and cry a bit...and vent...and plan.
Tina is a survivor.
She will get through this...and we will all be with her...until she does.
Their daughter, her niece and her father, SIL and his father, her grand daughter, friends and assorted family (including me & mine) reaching out.
She knows she is loved.
Took Sunday, and just recovered.
Which brings us to Cinderella.
There is trash to be gathered, laundry to be done, dishes to be washed, cat-box to clean, e-mails to be answered and business to be attended to...don't even get me started about dusting, a bathroom and kitchen that needs cleaned!
It's a mess.
And no helpful woodland creatures or fairy godmother in sight.
By the end of the day, however, order will be restored...and tomorrow we'll get back to Virtual Jamaica!
John is feeling and eating better...has in-home PT...gaining some weight back...and doing better!
