Sadness

Even though none of these developments with my father are a surprise I am still incredibly sad.  Very, very melancholy. 

I just had a long, long conversation with his doctor whom I like so very much.  Basically we're looking at getting him into a nursing home and perhaps hospice care.

My mother's heart hurts.  Last night she told me that every night...for 56 years...he would say to her "I love you a bush and a peck and a hug around the neck."  As Ernie drove her home from the hospital today she said, "I guess Joe will never come home again."

Last night I let Owen sleep with me...probably more for my comfort than his.  And as he snuggled in with me I hugged him and said, "I love you a bush and a peck and a hug around the neck."