A Little Blue

Our friend's father passed away yesterday. I didn't really know him that well, but it starts to make you think. I'm getting to the point in life where parents are going to start dying - a little unsettling. My husband's parents are both dead, but mine are still living (not always happy, but alive) - how is it going to be when they go?

My father is almost seven months post op with a heart transplant - scary huh? Makes the whole "dad dying" thing even scarier. Every once and a while I get a chill just thinking about what has gone on - the diagnosis, the wait for the heart, the surgery. It was an amazing time, and not amazing in a good way. I still don't know what to think of the whole thing. How do you wrap your head around that anyway? One day your dad is fine, and a while later, he needs a new heart and he's not leaving the hospital until he gets one! Then in the middle of the night you get a call that some unlucky soul is about to make your dad better. And now, he's up and around and doing most of the things that he used to do!

So now we'll have to go to a viewing and a funeral, and my husband will probably be thinking of his parents - and I'll be thinking how close I came to losing my dad. And even though we didn't lose him this time, we'll still lose him one day.

Current Music: The TV is on so no music, but I'm watching Without a Trace