I got to the Happy Birthdaying early, as I knew we'd be facing some broken hearts later in the day.
It is strange, so much laughter and joy, and me knowing what was coming. How do you tell them their Grandad is gone. Rae headed home. Well, the good Lord worked it out perfectly. After supper, Ol' Henry wanted to go out, whilst the younger ones wanted to play dress-up. I kept them entertained so when Ol' Mother Hubbard and Mister pulled in, the Mister could share the news with Ol' Henry. Then we sent them out to their Daddy, one at time. A bevy of little broken hearts, but lots of adults to love them up. I guess that's all you can do.
The funeral was today and three of her brood began their day at 4:00 am with their heads in a bowl. When it rains, it pours. Thankfully, it was relatively short lived bug.
My sister, Auntie G-Lou, was the caretaker helper for Grandad's wife, who is very disabled by Parkinson's, so a sad bunch around here.
I do believe Auntie G-Lou has turned the corner and am looking forward to her complete healing from the heart surgery.