Man, life’s been a doozy lately. Just after Bruce died, my grandmother was diagnosed with pre-leukemia. She’s 95 and was given only a few weeks to live, so it suddenly became a huge priority to make the trip out to Cincinnati to see her.
By some miracle of the scheduling gods, all 5 of my siblings and I were able to take this past weekend off to go out there. My sisters and I took a whirlwind roadtrip which was one of the most fun and exhausting 56 hours of my life (check out Kate, Libby, Annie, and Arlene on Instagram to see all the silly outtakes!). My bro flew in for a total of 5 hours just so he could be there too.
It was really special and I’m so glad we could all make it and it deserves its own post but also could life please just let up for one quick second? I’d really like a chance to catch my breath.
So it’s time to take a break from thinking about serious things by focusing on one consistent source of excitement in my life:
Bruce passed away on Saturday. His health continued to rollercoaster in the weeks since my last post and then everything suddenly took a turn for the worse on Thursday. In the end we had to make the difficult decision to take him off of life support.
His passing was peaceful. He was surrounded by love. It was the right decision. Still, it was incredibly hard.