Day 56/180
I am almost a third through my 180 days and like any great adventure, I have been blown so far sideways and tipped upside down and righted back at some precarious angle. My dad passed away on January 19th, peacefully and at their home, which came as a shock to all of us. I think the rest of that month I was in a state of shock-between driving to and from British Columbia twice, helping my mom and sister and the family house when I was "home", working when I was in town, parenting and doing all of the regular life things, and helping with details for the obituary and service. I thoroughly loved going through all of the photos and memories and hated all the reasons that I had to. The same with the service for dad-everything we wanted to see and all the family and friends that we needed there and hadn't seen in ages, but of course, under the worst of circumstances. That weekend-not only saying goodbye, but a weekend of the most extreme weather possible-my husband and brot...