I was getting the first solid night’s sleep in ages (seven hours without waking up!) when my phone rang at 0230.
Busdaddy’s mother passed away last night. Her COPD was quite restrictive the last few years, with her requiring more and more care.
I have heard nothing more, but I’m assuming he will take time off and go to the funeral, if he can. I will go over in a bit, just to see what his plans are.
For now I will just go and plan on spending the day. I can come back for clothes and laundry and to see to Sparkle.
Winter is a harsh season.
Be aware that we stand with you, ‘Face. Being strong for others is how we build our own strength.