John Westmoreland
March 17, 2022
My dad is gone.
A week ago, he had a heart attack, most likely secondary to his ongoing diabetes. He was reluctant to go to the hospital, but my brother saw him while it was ongoing and persuaded him. On Friday, March 11, they took Dad for a scope test and he coded on the way back. They got him back after ten minutes or so, but he didn’t wake up. On St. Patrick’s Day, he slipped away peacefully without a struggle.
I got used to not seeing him much because of physical distance. It’s slowly sinking in that I never will again, until it’s my time to enter the Realm.
I love you, Daddy.
Job hunt is still ongoing. Book 3 is not on hold, but I have no bandwidth for it right now. I extract bits of the conlang and scenes here and there when I can and paste them into my SmartEdit Writer file. If you haven’t read Tunerville or Confluence yet, you can get them at boomkaartbooks.com.
Right now, everything sucks and I feel very unmoored, but don’t worry about me. I will be okay. It’ll be easier when I have a job and a new life to keep me busy. If you have a spare good vibe hanging around, I’d appreciate it if you’d send it to the Job Gods and tell them to get on it.
Tell the people you love that you love them, as often as you can.
My condolences. I was 39 when my father passed so I felt like I had him around for a long time. Still, looking back I realize he was a bit younger than I am now when he died. Sorry to hear of your loss.
Telling loved ones that you love them is good advice. You just never know what tomorrow will bring–let alone the next hour.
Arlee Bird
Tossing It Out
Thank you, Arlee.
So sorry to hear about your loss *Big hugs*. When I find a stick big and sturdy enough to hurt the job gods with I shall give them multiple whacks.
Thank you, Rukia. Hahaha, please do.
And I love you and miss you!
So sorry to hear about your dad’s passing. Lot of good vibes going to the job gods on your behalf.
Thanks. It’s about time those job gods did something worthwhile! :P
I am so sorry, Elizabeth. May your grief be merciful and kind to you, always. Sincerely, “tessa” (on AAM)
Thank you Tessa. We’re muddling through.