Quick update- Dad looks terrible. But I don't know if that's because he's so sick, or because it's the first time in 40 years I've seen him without a beard. And it's the first time period that I've seen him without hair!
Every time I look at him, I think of this:
I am so going to hell ...
And is it odd that I frequently do or say things in a conversation, and in my head I think, "This is going to end up in a column!" and file it away?
That's probably going to get me into the second circle of hell, at least.
Anyway, I spent the day moving all of my stuff from the old farmhouse (all that is still good, at least - I found my James O'Barr collection of signed books! No idea where the signed prints are, sadly.) It's 9 pm here; I'm still on Wyoming time so it's 7pm to me, and I have a computer to fix and other work to do and I have no idea when I'll find the time to wrap my head around the fact that this may be the last chance I get to see my father alive.
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Date: 2012-05-08 02:29 am (UTC)