Archive for December 15th, 2007

So MiHwa and Mark called at 8:30pm to say hi again. Dad is so confused over the situation. “So, are you home now?” Chat, chat, chat. They assure him they are.

He hangs up the phone. “So, are they home?”

Well, if one can say it was a “good’ funeral, then it was. An outpouring of love and tears mixed with gratitude for the life of a man.

I dropped him off at my sister’s. Until I go alone to functions, I don’t realize how alone I am. Miss his arm thru mine, shoulders touching, find it difficult – the awkwardness of people’s questioning looks, “Where’s W?” Some ask. Seems however I explain, the knowing looks bother me. “He’s not that bad, really, it would just upset him.” To myself, “Never mind.” Of course, many have not seen him in a couple years so probably fear the worse scenario. I choked a half cup of coffee down and left. That was easier. Ol’ chicken licken here.

Some of the “kids” from high school visited with me – they didn’t ask why he wasn’t there – they knew. Sweet of them to send their regards. He appreciated it when I told him who said hi.

Came home and phoned our sons to report. They appreciated so much that I went. “No big deal, honestly.” Amen.