A reason to go or stay

On Wednesday, while School Girl and Best Friend Bear were having a sleepover, we got a phone call. It was from C. I took it outside right after I mentioned what’s been happening here, and got complete silence on the phone.

When she said, “I’ve got some bad news…not sure how to say this…” – just for a second, I thought something had happened to M. I never expected that it would be something else.

J, her husband, M’s dad and School Girl’s grandfather, died on Sunday.

M was very close to her father and is devastated. When C called, M was out with some friends; the first time she’d been out of the house since Sunday, except to go back and forth to work. She’s made huge progress in recovery – I hope this doesn’t set her back. I feel terribly now that we encouraged School Girl to call and wish her a happy birthday – it could have either made things better or a thousand times worse.

This is making me feel differently about a lot of things. I’m not sure whether or not moving will be a good idea at this point – although C was a little happy about where we would be living, she wasn’t thrilled that we wouldn’t be an hour away anymore. If any of you reading this are involved in an open adoption, I’d like to know what you think…

Should I feel guilty that we’re moving away?

Should any of our family have a bearing on where we live? If we move, we’d be a shorter drive away from my side of the family, but that’s merely a coincidence; we didn’t pick this place with that in mind.

How the fsck am I going to tell School Girl about this? She knows him – in fact, she knows him pretty well, as they’ve visited with us since she was a baby.

Well, it’s now Saturday, and we gave School Girl the bad news yesterday. Aside from the need to have me cuddle her last night before she could sleep, she took it surprisingly well. I think things would have been worse if it were C; she talks with her more often on the phone, and when we’ve visited they’ve always spent much more time together than she ever did with J.

I told my parents yesterday. They asked if we were going to the funeral. Nobody mentioned anything about even having one; if there is a funeral, I doubt highly if we’d be welcome. There are many people in their family, including J’s 92-year-old mother, who have no idea that School Girl even exists. That M was even pregnant. A funeral might not be the right time to have that conversation. So we’ll miss him, but we’ll stay away for now.

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