that's how we feel about it
He was in his favourite place. He hadn't been feeling well for a while, yet he refused to see a doctor. But before he left on his last camping trip he seemed ok. Friday evening he said good night to his camp mates and he didn't wake up the next morning. We don't really know what he experienced that night. I chose to believe it was a peaceful exit. Maybe the coroner knows differently, I didn't ask him...
Sydney & I were visiting my dad at [link|http://maps.google.com/maps?q=barriere+,+bc&ll=51.066859,-119.793549&spn=0.135479,0.231571&t=k&hl=en|Agate Bay] that weekend. You know, it's never good news when it's after 10pm and a police officer is going door to door looking for you.
We're doing ok. Sydney is the executor for Don's estate. That has it's own set of headaches. Judy, Sydney's mom, is going to be ok. She's a little lost, but coping. It didn't help when Charlie, her dog, was killed by a car 2 weeks after Don's death.
It's strange the things you think about. Judy's been living in that house for 27 years. Christmas without Don is going to be,... well I don't know, but it won't be Christmas with Don.
Oh, and today would have been their 44th anniversary.
