Over the last few days the reality of Dad dying has begun to kick in. I've started to go through the process and I've seen my Mum and sister begin to come to grips (kind of...) with what has happened.
It sinks in when you're having the promised Tooheys Old night that you would have once Dad passed away.
It sinks in when guys who are usually jerks to you pass on their heartfelt commiserations.
It sinks in when you find Dad's wedding ring at Mum's house.
It sinks in when you pick the color of the casket.
It sinks in when the funeral place chats to you about what you want Dad dressed in and if you want him to have a shave and a haircut.
It sinks in as you buy a black suit for the funeral.
It sinks in when you hear it announced in church.
It really sinks in when you read the obituary in the newspaper.
Tomorrow it continues to become a reality when my sister and i meet up to plan the eulogy that I'll be giving at the funeral the day after.
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