I haven't told my mother but I am still procrastinating on the condolence thank-you notes. It's easier to not deal when I am removed from Nashville and don't dwell on it. But every time I go to write a letter of appreciation for the kindness shown to me during the period of my father's death, I sort of lose it.
Today, as I have been thinking about my Dad, and the loss of Joe's and Carolyn's, I realize what a season of grief it has been. In the past six months, my family has lost:
Bill (my sister-in-law Emily's father)
Mr. Calvin (adjunct brother Joe's father)
Mr. Griffin (adjunct sister-in-law Carolyn's father)
Betty Brown (Hardcastle-adjacent Susannah's mother)
and most recently, Miss Patty (great, great aunt to us all)
All this and I am off carbs, sugar, and booze (collectively called "the coping mechanisms"). It's enough to make a grown man cry.