This time last week, I was on my way to the airport to pick up my mom and step-father, Ron.

Today, I’m barely 24 hours from his memorial service.


It’s almost unbelievable.


He died very suddenly and quite unexpectedly just a few hours after I picked them up from the airport. Brain aneurysm.

Ron @ Trumman Beach

We had a great day last Saturday, but they weren’t here to see me. Ron has a daughter (who was born when he was very young) – who decided recently to learn about her biological background and to find him. They formed a relationship over the past 11 months or so via letters and email and phone calls.

He was here to meet her.

He died just after we all had dinner together.

I could not make this up if I tried.

He was my mom’s best friend for 15 years. They had just moved to Key West last year. Their paradise.

M & R

I just don’t understand.


Thanksgiving obviously didn’t happen for us in the traditional sense, but it was good. Peaceful.


I’m starting to feel like I’m waking up from a dream.