Even up here where we expect a snow storm in late April, and our favourite pastime is complaining about the weather, we have had enough of winter!!! It' s been a high of 0f over the past week, and lows at -40 (doesn't matter f/C!). Enough Already!!!
In other news, my DH's father passed away yesterday morning. I guess I suffer from what I consider too much practicality, but fortunately haven't shared it too much with DH. You see, his father had stomach cancer and has bee in the hospital for the past 2 months. His last week was full of hallucinations and lots of pain. This past weekend he was sedated to prevent him from pulling out IVs, falling out of bed, and generally hurting himself more (he had no idea what he was doing). We were told on Saturday morning that he probably wouldn't last (likely going into organ failure).
DH is one of 6 kids, and his dad's wife had another 4... DH insisted that we had to all go up and visit to support everyone. It seemed to me that having 10 children, their partners, their kids, and other friends camped out in a small town hospital, playing the game of supporting someone who has no idea that any of you are there is an exercise in absurdity. Yes, his wife needed support, but did she really need about 50 people there as support, or would it be better spent giving each person a day or two over the next couple months?
The problem with these things (and I know because my son died 5 years ago) is that people mean well, but they forget after a few weeks and that is when people need support the most. So, call me insensitive, but I would rather bring a few meals and just hang out quietly in a month or two's time than inundate my husband's step-mother now. And, I believe that DH's father had a great and full life, and was lucky that he was relatively healthy until shortly before he passed away (through Christmas). Everyone has a time to be born, a time to glow, and a time to go, and Yesterday was his. It was his time. He done good! XO.
Now, we don't have to sit around to wait for him to die any longer. It's like watching the grass grow but with less of a positive outcome!
(And now I will wait for the expected slaps telling me to grow up and be more supportive - I am supportive of my husband, it would be terrible if my father died. I just don't think sitting around for someone to die is very useful...)