Sunday, April 14, 2013
I'm not doing so hot lately. Part of it is that I'm a bit stressed - and sadly I've turned to food to cope. (Instead of exercise, which would have been a healthier coping mechanism!)
I got a call a few days ago from one of my father's neighbors, asking me to come to visit as soon as I can. He feels my dad is not going to be alive much longer, and would like me to come out and help get some of his affairs in order.
My Dad is 93, so it shouldn't be that surprising; and he's never been a big part of my life - he left our family when I was 3 - so I don't know him that well. So I'm surprised that I have been taking it so hard.
Anyway, I'll be going out there later this week (I didn't have enough money to fly out right away, unfortunately). I hope he'll make it until I get there. I should be looking forward to going to California - the weather here has been miserable - but I'm dreading it. I've never had anyone close to me die, so I have no idea what to say or do.
I guess I'll just figure it out one moment at a time...