Life goes on. This week has been highs and lows. Our son-in-law's dad dying is the low. It's still not sunk in, and he's not cried yet. He will. The funeral is Monday, so we're trekking to Texas. The kids are already there.
Hubby turned 50 with much fanfare. His surprise party (I can finally mention it here) went off without a hitch. Hubby was appropriately surprised and I can quit lying. I hate lying, and felt like I was going to hell all week (the Baptist guilt thing.)
I was going to cancel the party due to S's dad's death, but S refused to hear it. He's planning to wear his new Navy uniform to the funeral, his dad would have been proud to see him in it.
Back in My Day
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