to come home last night.
When we pulled in, Natalie and Trent were here and had just returned from putting flowers on the family graves for Memorial Day. The garden I was worried about surviving looked great, thanks to extra watering by Natalie and Trent. Sharilyn brought over some enchilada's (yummy). And everything looked so green.
I got the call from Britt at about 10 pm on Wednesday night, while sitting in the motel, that Gary had passed away. I was glad he didn't have to linger on too long, and Lynn and the kids were all there with him. I had been so conflicted about when to come home, but I felt like everything turned out as it should have.
Still lots of tears, but also a sense of peace.
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