Last week was an awful week. Full of sadness and sorrow. We had the phone call everyone dreads. The one that says you have lost a loved one. Hubby's sister called to say that their dad had passed away very suddenly. It was awful.
With everything that's going on we're just waiting to hear if we can go to the funeral. If we can go, we can't hug anyone or go to their house after the service, there is no wake and no way to comfort those you love.
A few days after that call I heard that a friends sister had collapsed, hadn't regained consciousness and had died the same day as hubby's dad. She was only in her 50s.
Then on Thursday one of the ladies at work heard that her father had died very suddenly too. She had only seen him the night before and had been talking about holidays. Her husband came to work to get her, and it was just so distressing.
All in all a horrible week.