BW's grandpa died today. She drove 2 hours to see him in the hospital before they unplugged him, and then 2 hours back. I've been bending over backwards offering support and trying to anticipate her needs.
She hasn't said much, seems tired, sad, wants to be left alone. Well, of course she does.
But, if that hadn't happened today, it would've just been like any other random day on this rollercoaster.
She just left for work. The only reason I knew is because I heard the garage door. Sometimes she yells goodbye, but not today. But since I heard, I got up quick and went out there, asked her if there's anything she wanted me to do while she's gone, and waved goodbye.
That, too, could've happened on any random day.
I could've gone this morning, with her, but I felt that it would've been an extra burden having me there, and dealing with our son, who didn't want to go (though he was given the option). I hope I made the right call. I do want to go to the funeral though, because I did know him and would like to pay my respects. Not sure when that will be.
Today is not about me. I just wish there was something I could do beyond being present, and, just like every other day, there really isn't.
Doesn't help that it's overcast and rainy today. I'm not depressed, I'm just sad for her. And for all the innocent people on that plane crash today. And for all the innocent victims of murders and drunk drivers and stuff that doesn't make the front page (or even make the news at all).
Well, people die and are born every day. I suppose I should be just as happy for all the new parents meeting their new sons and daughters for the first time today as well. There's so much sadness in the world, but there's also so much beauty.
If you're reading this and having a good day, then I'm glad today is a good day for you.
If you're reading this and having a bad day, you're not alone. I give you a virtual (hug) or a virtual bro fist, depending on which you feel is appropriate. It will get better.