I was planning a couple things for today's post...
...a recent page I made and/or a recap from the weekend, which was quite eventful.
But then the phone rang shortly after I came home from Spin class this morning. It was Bob calling to tell me that he was on his way to the nursing home & asked that I join him. The hospice nurse called to say that his dad was not doing well and that he should come over. She suggested we also call family and let them know.
I spent the next 3 1/2 hours there with him until it was time to pick up Bryn from school. Bryn had a snack & did her homework, I finally got to take a shower, made an early dinner for Bob to come home & quickly join us, and then we were all back out the door to the nursing home.
I can only imagine how confusing it is for a 9-year old to experience what it looks like to watch your grandfather dying, but Bob wanted her to see him one more time before he passed away so we all went. Bryn spent most of the time on the chair playing with the Build-A-Bear app on Bob's cell phone... a way to tune out reality, I'm sure. Bob asked a few times that she talk to him, which she quickly did, but I kept whispering to him that he let her deal with this in her own way.
Bob & I held his dad's hands before I left tonight and I said the 23rd Psalm. It was my grandma's favorite prayer and the one my sister, my mom, my aunt & I all said as she passed away while we were holding her hands in the hospital that day. He's a very religious man & I just thought it might be comforting for him... or maybe it was just comforting for me.
Then I took Bryn home to get ready for bed, as she has an early day at school tomorrow with Scrapbook Club. I talked to Bryn before bed tonight & asked what she was feeling right now... "sad, worried, scared, all of the above, none of the above?" She said, "All of the above."
I told her that it helps a little bit to be able to say goodbye to someone before they pass away. I told her I didn't get to do that with my sister and I wished I could have. I also told her that even though Papa looks like he's in pain right now, when he does pass away it will be peaceful for him and he'll no longer be in any pain. WE will all be sad that he's gone, but HE will be ok.
After Bryn went to bed tonight, I started cleaning up downstairs to prepare for Bob's sister coming in town in the morning to stay with us. Then the phone rang around 9:30 tonight. It was Bob calling me from his cell phone to tell me his dad just stopped breathing. We both cried and said we were glad he was finally at peace and free from struggle. And then he got hung up to go get the nurse.
Bob's still waiting for the funeral home to get his dad & I'm still waiting for Bob to come home, but all will be ok... eventually. It's going to be a long week though. And what I really hate the most is that Bob just lost his best friend & that's going to take some time to deal with. Probably a long time.
And I know how hard that is...