Last summer, I took a hiatus from my blog. It was a bittersweet season for me.
On a beautiful day in July, I received a phone call that my dad had been rushed to the hospital in Huntsville (about a three hour drive from where I live in Ontario). I was busy preparing for a house guest (my cousin’s daughter) who was arriving the next day from Germany to spend the rest of the summer with us. Everything can change with one phone call. While I was making plans to see Niagara Falls, the CN Tower and all the tourist sights of our area, my son and I had to pick Lara up at the Toronto airport to drive up north to the hospital instead.
Between juggling trips to the hospital to visit my dad, taking Lara to places of interest and teaching dance classes, there was little else I could accomplish. It was a very emotionally draining and physically exhausting time!
On one of my trips to the hospital, I received the dreaded news – my dad passed away. Now there were funeral arrangements to be made and other things to take care of all while my guest was visiting.
The timing was unfortunate, but sickness and death are never convenient. We didn’t get to do everything I had planned, but looking back at the photos, we made the best of a difficult situation. This, being Lara’s first trip to Canada, I wanted to be sure she sees the sights and enjoys her holidays here.
This is an old photo of my dad and his brother Walter ca. 1940s.