With the passing of my father in law, I realise that this year’s holidays will be the hardest of them all. My mother in law will be alone; my husband might be able to come up to be with her but unfortunately, I have to work. I have been told in no uncertain terms that since I am a manager and I work retail, I have to be in the store on Black Friday and the days surrounding Christmas. Which I find rather amusing as we never have any sales those days!
The grief comes in spurts. One minute she’s OK; a few hours later, he’s crying. As for me, I’ve cried but only when I’m alone. I need to be the rock for now and I’ll have time to cry later.
I’ve know Oliver since June 2005. About 8 1/2 years. During that time, I can’t remember him ever getting upset or angry or saying anything mean. He always had a smile on his face and was always the first to hug me. Darlene rarely hugged me until now.
He’s going to be cremated and then we are going to have a memorial later.
I have a few favourite memories of this great man. I’ll share them when I can but for now, words escape me…