Dad is on a cruise with my sister and two of his grandkids. I'm SO happy that he decided to go, even if he felt a little guilty about going without Mom. Mom wouldn't have missed out on a chance like that... to spend that quality time with some of her favorite people? No Way!
But since he's gone into parts unknown... with cell reception unknown... I won't be able to talk to him until he gets back.
That is strange. And not at all enjoyable.
I tend to call people when I'm in the car. Though it's not always the best, and I managed to yell "I'm ON THE PHONE" at least 30 times per call... at least they are belted in and can't get too close to me....
So when I was on my way to the store the other night to pick up some birthday party supplies it hit me. I couldn't call Dad. On October 1st, 22 months from the day we lost Mom... I couldn't call Mom OR Dad. They were both unreachable by phone...
I don't know how people do it.
For those people who have lost both of their parents, how do they live the rest of their lives knowing they can't ever call one of them again?
I do not like it.
It has me dreading the 2+ week trip he's taking this winter.
He's going to have to look into an international calling plan.
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