I told y’all that I’m be taking some time offline, away from Facebook, blogging twitter, email, all of it. But the truth is, having the internet is the only thing keeping me from falling off the edge right now. It’s exactly the kind of distraction I need, something that keeps me moving and thinking about the only one thing that will bring down a torrential hail of tears.
Saturday was pretty normal. We woke up, cuddled with the kitties and discussed our weekend agenda.
When we finally got the kids all dressed and ready we spent a few hours at the mall so they could meet the Easter Bunny and get a few keepsake pictures.
That day they just happened to be lucky because the Easter Bunny was giving about coupons for 20% the entire purchase at Gymboree and Gymboree was having a storewide 30% off sale. Which means they finally got to go pick out their Easter dresses.
Not long after my parents came over for their usual weekend visit the girls were already dressed and ready to show them off.
About five minutes later I took the last picture I’ll ever have of my dad.
The rest of the evening went as usually, stuffed peppers for dinner, outside the girls were swinging with Papa and then bath and bed time.
Sunday morning I woke up shortly before I got a frantic call from my mother telling me my dad was very sick. By the time we got to the hospital the doctors delivered the news that he’d had a fatal stroke. Life pretty much stopped for all of us right then and there.