Amazingly, this is my 500th blog post. As I mentioned at the end of my previous post, I had planned to have a giveaway in celebration, and I will do that as soon as I can. However, this weekend I received a phone call – the kind that you try to prepare yourself for, but never can completely. My Dad died peacefully in his sleep in Portland, Oregon. So I am heading back tomorrow morning.
My Dad and I managed to build a good relationship in the last few years of his life, and there was nothing left unsaid or unresolved. I have a feeling of freedom now, when I think of him. My main concern is Michael and the Dafter, but although it won’t be easy I know they will manage for 10 days without me. They have both urged me to go, to have this experience of closure and farewell.
You have all been such amazing supporters through our trials with ME/CFS, our move to a new city, and just the normal things that life throws at all of us, and I thank you most sincerely.
I am using an old photo of James Galway climbing rose from our garden in Aberdeen, because just this morning my new James Galway rose has bloomed here in Glasgow. All is ultimately well.