My father-in-law died today. Or, maybe, tomorrow; I can’t be sure because of the time difference.
He’d been sick . . . my wife was planning to visit him one last time this summer, but it was always one more week, too much work to finish, and finally he couldn’t wait any more.
I cried a little when she told me, even though he lived in a far-off country and I never met him, because all of a sudden she seemed like a lost little girl, and I wished I could do something for her and I couldn’t, and for all the other things I’ve wished I could do for her and I couldn’t . . .
Condolescences to you and your wife.
today my girlfriend’s dady died because of concert she called me her voice was so sick i’ve even cried not cuz i love her dady but i felt something strange ……….