You Left Us Much Too Soon

January 20, 2014
I took an unexpected hiatus. You see, Frank's dad hasn't been well for sometime. He's suffered from early on-set dementia for several years. He's aggressively declined in the past three years. Then, right before Thanksgiving, he continued to decline at a rapid pace. Unfortunately, January 4 cardiac arrest struck, paramedics were able to revive him but he was unable to breath on his own. Thankfully, I was able to get Frank on one of the last flights before all were grounded to Midway due to the snow and artic blast that hit the Midwest. The following days were heart wrenching. I flew to Chicago via the Twin Cities on January 8. My flight departed at 10:20am. His dad, Frank Jr. passed away only a few minutes later. I learned of the news via text while taxiing to the gate. My heart ached for Frank, I hated that I wasn't available for my husband in such a time of need. I sobbed for his loss. Frank Jr. was only 59, that is much too soon to lose a father... a husband... a brother... However, at last, he found peace. He was no longer void of memories and familiar faces. I know he will live on through us, when we recall special memories and fun times had fishing, playing cards, bowling, betting on the ponies and winning jackpots in Vegas.

That layover and flight was only a few hours but it felt like days before I was reunited with Frank. We stayed for a week to make arrangements and attend services. It was a nice farewell and celebration of life. Frank gave an excellent eulogy. I have no doubt his dad was quite proud. We braved the cold. The mercury had risen to -8 by the time I arrived, it was bitterly cold. Colder than I've felt in a decade, more snow too. However, it was a heat wave compared to the -44 that Frank endured a couple days earlier. He's never felt cold that cold before. He hopes to never again.

No one would chose to see loved ones under such circumstances, but often it does take death to bring everyone together. I suppose life just gets in the way, like it often does.

Just a post ago, I anticipated all that this year would bring. I didn't expect grief to hit so soon, but life is about the unexpected. It's up to us to make the plans in between. It also serves as a reminder you never know what day will be your last, and reinforces that one must make the most of every day.

5 comments:

Jay said...

I'm very, very sorry for Frank's and your loss. I lost my dad when I was just 3, so I never really knew him...but I still miss him every day.

I'm sure Frank will cherish the awesome memories he made with him while he was here.

God Bless you guys.

Anonymous said...

So sorry for your loss - especially difficult with you two being so far away.

It is sad that he was so young and in declining health - so unfair when one cannot enjoy the later years of life.

Take care.

BC_Angel

Kellee said...

Thank you for the condolences.

Stephanie said...

This is beautiful, Kellee. So sorry for the loss of Frank's dad. Thinking of you both!

Andie said...

I am so sad to hear of this! So sorry to hear of your loss and I hope that positive memories and the thought of Frank's dad being healed again and at peace will provide some comfort.

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