The Day After

The day after Dad died.

A day organising a funeral and wake at what feels like a record pace. Many hands may make light work, but many hands also make simple decision making a challenge. It's been like the longest Christmas Day, but without the presents......

Food seemed to be the best distraction in the quiet moments. Suffice to say, food was immediately on offer as soon as any conversation lulled or a silence was allowed.

That said, mum can now relax knowing that all has been organised and booked. I hope she allows herself to stop, take stock and rest.