I was awoken early this morning by my mom telling me that my dad had passed away. The hospice nurses warned us yesterday that it was coming soon.
We contacted those who needed to know immediately. My aunt stepped in to help plan everything. It looks like plans are all in place.
I left the house to complete two errands that I had already planned. One was to return library books, of course. I grabbed lunch while I was there.
I feel bad that I left the house, but Mom wasn’t left alone. I needed to go do something productive. Everything else is already being taken care of. Thankfully, we have a lot of supportive friends and family nearby.
It wouldn’t have been a trip to the library if I wasn’t on public transportation. The entertainment was a guy yelling that he was on the wrong train, then swearing at the doors until they opened at the next stop. He didn’t get off the train, though. Maybe he was on the right train all along.